It can’t be. Ignoring the court’s protests, I stand on wobbly legs, my knees threatening to buckle with every step I take. Knox and Aurora don’t try to hold me back. They feel the recognition within my heart and the emotions flooding the chambers. Leaves rustle beneath my boots, making the person lift their head to mine. Their mouth drops open. Shock twists their features. I hear the inhale of air that gets lodged in their throat. My body freezes, only for a moment—for a second—and then I’m running. A whimper tumbles from my lips as I throw myself into their awaiting arms. They sigh in relief.
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