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CHRISTOPHER
“Emma?” I watched her body freeze up at the sound of my voice. “Baby, I’m here for you.” I walked into the small dorm room that belonged to her friend.
Thank God Valerie had answered my message when I arrived at Columbia. I knew Emma had to be there somewhere, but I had no idea where. Valerie had responded to my message with the number to her room, and I came straight away to get my girl back.
Emma still hadn’t moved so much as a muscle. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and kissed the top of her head. It felt so good to have her back in my arms.
“You shouldn’t have come,” Emma whispered. “She shouldn’t have told you where I was.”
“I had to,” her friend said as she came to stand in front of her. “I’m not letting you run, Emma. He’s come here for you, and I’m not
