Emma Bogart

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I grab her up in my arms and hold her tight against my chest. Her small heart hammers next to mine. “We found you, Cassie,” I murmur, cupping her head as she wails. “You’re safe, sweetheart. Baby girl, breathe,” I whisper into her clammy golden curls.
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