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... ot with Ashley in my arms. The lot was almost empty.
Ashley had stopped crying, but her breath still hitched now and then. Little leftover sobs shook her chest. Her face stayed pressed into my shoulder, and I could feel her tears on my shirt.
My wolf growled. He hated seeing his pup sad.
Behind us, somewhere inside the building, Sophia was probably still standing there. I forced myself not to picture her face.
Do not think about Sophia. Not right now. Focus on you ...
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