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chapter 13

Author: Uriel Kings
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

I turn right and just hear the soft sirens in the background.

"Shouldn't we be staying to check on the victims and speak to the police?" she asks with a shaky voice.

A swift look at her shows me the tremble within her body.

I undo the three buttons on my suit jacket before sliding my arms out of it and holding it out to her.

"Here, I need you to try and take a few deep breaths for me. It'll help calm your body down."

"There was a shooter. Someone was shooting at us," she says, in utter shock.

I know it's going to take her some time for her mind to process what happened.

She wouldn't have gone through something like this before, and I wish I could have protected her from this trauma.

"It's going to be ok. We are going to drive around for a bit and wait for someone to call me to let me know if it's safe to go back to the house. This wouldn't have been from you or your family, it's completely on mine."

"You have enemies that want to try and kill you all on a wedding day?" she asks, both
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