FIERCE DEVOTION
Amilah felt completely helpless, but she wasn't about to just sit here and take orders from anyone. She had to know if he was alive. She had to see him with her own eyes. Slowly, her knees shaking, she forced herself to stand up. Before she could take another step, Debrin's large hand shot out, his fingers locking tight around her wrist to stop her. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked, his voice dark and rough. Amilah glared through her tears. "Don't stop me, please." Debrin stared into her desperate eyes for a heavy second before he reluctantly let her hand go. Amilah dragged her feet forward, slid into some comfy slippers, and walked straight out of into the cold VIP corridor. Outside in the quiet hallway, a few steps away, Dominic was leaning heavily against the wall, his a
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