Protection

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Amelia My whole world stops. The hooded man was aiming at Damien, but the bodyguards were faster than him. He missed his shot, and he paid dearly for it. He's currently lying on the ground with an ever growing stain of blood on his chest. They're approximately the same height, and Aaron wore a similar black sweatshirt yesterday when he came to see me. He mentioned that he had been following me, so of course I would assume that this man was my brother. My heart is in my throat and I push through the wall of bodyguards to the fallen man. They try to hold me back, but I'm too fast, and they weren't expecting me to do this. "Yara, don't!" I kneel beside him and move the hood so I can see his face. I sag with relief when I realize that it isn't Aaron. I've never seen this man before i

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