"How did it go? Did you find the rescue—"Her words hung in the air, unfinished.It was not Caleb who stood before her. It was Trevon.Madeline's relief shattered into confusion.Why on earth was Trevon there? Was she so chilled to the bone that she was seeing things?Then, as the guy with the trademark long strides walked into the shelter, and that rugged, frosty face came into view, Madeline knew she was not hallucinating.It was actually him.Her lips tightened, and she barely managed to part them to speak when suddenly, Trevon pulled her into a fierce hug.He held her so close.Madeline could feel the steady thump of his heart against her, a lone beacon of warmth in the icy rain of the night.Her hand, hanging limply at her side, twitched, but she did not hug him back.After what felt like an eternity, she let out a soft sigh. "Why are you here?"Trevon finally released her, his voice tinged with a chill. "Didn't you see the weather report? What were you thinking, headi
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