“She’s not dead,” he said again. “I swear.”
Something inside me broke.
“Get him out!” I screamed. “Get him away from her!”
Security grabbed him as he struggled—not violently, but in sheer desperation.
“Please,” he cried. “You have to listen.”
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“She’s not dead,” he said again. “I swear.”
Something inside me broke.
“Get him out!” I screamed. “Get him away from her!”
Security grabbed him as he struggled—not violently, but in sheer desperation.
“Please,” he cried. “You have to listen.”