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Jeanette bent over Devin, her brown curls lightly brushing his cheek. When his eyes fluttered open and focused on her face, she smiled.

“Am I dead?” he asked.

She kissed his cheek. “No, my love,” she assured him. “You aren’t dead but you need help.”

He cupped her cheek with his hand, ran his thumb across her lower lip. “My God, I love you,” he murmured. “Where have you been? I’ve been so worried.”

“Not far away,” she answered. “But I have to go now, Devin, I’m sorry.”

He found her hand and held it. “Don’t go,” he protested.

“I can’t help you, Devin,” she explained. “But Marcus is coming back.”

“Marcus tried to kill me,” he said.

She shook her head, her eyes big in her slender face, and rose from her knees. Her dress swirled around her bare feet. “I have to go.”

“Don’t go!” he begged.

She kissed her finger and stooped to touch his mouth. “I must,” she said. “Be still.”

“When will I see you again, Jeanette?” he asked, raising his head. The pain sent him back down into darkness, her name still on his lips.