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EMILY’S POV.
I slipped in the tub, and nearly hit my head, but I struggled to get to my feet. Pushing away everything in my way. I stood on tiptoes, getting to the top. Straining to see. He was no longer there, but I knew he was the one. I wasn’t mistaken.
That face was one I had longed to see for months. I had roamed the streets, hoping to catch sight of that face, so why wouldn’t I recognize it even if I saw it for a second?
My heart came alive in that moment, beating the way it hadn’t in years. I had thought my heart dead, and unable to spring alive again, but I was wrong.
Jumping down from the bathtub, I dashed out of the toilet, running towards the door. My heart pounded crazily, just by seeing that face. It was no dream!
It was real! Lucas had really come back. He had come
