“Devraj. Please. I want to be there. I want to help these girls any way I can. I need to. I have to.” Desperation sang from her fingertips, pushing into me. I covered her dainty hand with my own larger one, pressing it close above my heart, warming it beneath my palm. Her mouth opened on a tiny gasp, staring at our hands on my chest as if she didn’t realize she’d even put it there. I wanted to lean forward and devour her lovely mouth, but that’s not what she needed from me right now. She trembled with a heady combination of despair and desire to help these women. If I could ease her pain, her
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