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“Ezra!”
Quinn heard Leila’s voice as he pushed his way through the growing mass of demonstrators. Word had spread, and more people had spontaneously joined the rally. He turned his head to locate her and spotted her beautiful face.
I love her. The thought filled his heart.
When they reached each other, he grabbed her hand in his and led her toward a side street. People were still streaming into the square, so they stood together against a wall. He put his hand to her cheek for a moment and caressed her face with his thumb.
“I’m so happy you are okay,” he said. “I love you, Leila.”
“I saw what you did! You are so brave. And you’re bleeding!” she exclaimed.
“It’s okay. The pain will be bad later when the adrenaline wears off. How did it go taking care of Hamada?” he asked.
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