Before she could ask anything else, Candice found herself standing on the edge of a cliff, Freya gone. Candice tripped over something and fell backwards.
She saw Noah, reaching out her hand towards her.
“Grab my hand, “ he was shouting over the loud roar of waves.
Waves?
Candice had managed to stop herself from falling and was handing from the cliff. She took a panicked look around- it was the same cliff she’d met Noah that first time. Or it looked very much like it.
Her fingers were digging hard in the rock, and were already painfully scratching her skin.
“Candice, you have to try and grab my hand.”
“What are you doing here?”
She shouted.
“Is this what you are worried about?”
But he was the one who looked really worried. She’d never seen him actually worried before.
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