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Theo nodded, already moving. His steps weren’t rushed, but there was urgency in them. It was like he had been waiting for this moment for too long.
Max tightened his grip on my hand as we followed.
Ellie was curled in her lap, still bundled in Max’s scarf. She hummed something low and tuneless, her fingers stroking the dog’s fur.
“Irene,” Theo said gently, stopping a few feet away.
She turned slowly, her eyes searching his.
“Theo?” she gasped.
“It’s me, Irene,” he said softly. “I’m so happy to see you.”
“You were hurt, honey.
You were hurt so badly…” Irene said, shaking her head, her eyes filling.
“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again,” Irene said, looking down at Ellie.
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