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Chapter 114

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She couldn’t lose him. Not again, and not like this.

Camille raked her hands through Noah’s hair while his head lay in her lap. She was trying to be brave. It wouldn’t do either of them any good to break apart right now. Noah needed her to stay alert and strong for him.

“I’m glad you’re here.”

His words were faint, but she’d heard him. Whatever reason he had for breaking up with her didn’t matter now. A tear slid down her face as she prayed.

“Lord, please lay Your hand on Noah. Help us get him to the help he needs in time. Help me to be strong. Help us.” Her words cracked at the end, and she squeezed her eyes closed. “Please, Lord. I don’t want to lose him.”

Tears burned her eyes when she opened them. He was lying still—too still.

She looked to Lucas. “I think he’s unconscious!”

Lucas held the injured leg stationary. “Almost there.”

She turned and stretched her neck to see the main house over the next rise. The red-and-white ambulance was parked in front.

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