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“I don’t know. But I think she deserves something nice, don’t you?”

We all turned to look at her, and this had to be the palest I’d ever seen her.

I strode toward her just as she reached for a tray of drinks.

“Sadie.” Her name came out harder than I meant it to, but I didn’t care. “You need to sit down.”

She sighed, exhaustion flickering in her expression, but still, she tried to shake it off. “Samuel, I’m fine?—”

“You’re not,” I cut in, stepping closer. “You haven’t been fine all day. You need to rest.”

“I don’t have time to?—”

She didn’t get to finish that sentence.

Because the second she tried to take another step, her knees buckled. And I barely caught her before she hit the floor.

Everything slowed.

I heard Adam curse. I heard Kai’s sharp inhale, followed by the scrape of a chair as he shoved it aside to reach us.

But all I could focus on was the way Sadie’s body went limp in my arms.

Her head lolled slightly against my chest, her face ashen, breath shallow.

“Sadie.” My voice was rough, panic clawing at my throat. “Hey.Hey. Wake up.”

She didn’t respond.

My heart slammed against my ribs as I lowered her carefully to the ground, cupping the back of her head, tilting her face toward me.

“Adam… call someone. Now.”

Adam was already on it, phone pressed to his ear as he barked into it. “We need an ambulance at The Foundry… our staff member has just passed out…”

Kai knelt beside me, his hands hovering over her like he wanted to do something, anything, but didn’t know where to start.

“Shit,” he muttered, his voice raw. “Shit, shit?—”

My grip on her tightened. “Sadie. Come on, darlin’. Open your eyes.”

Nothing.

Fear like I hadn’t felt in years, curled in my gut, suffocating.

I wasn’t a man who panicked. I’d been through too much, seen too much to let fear rule me.

But this was different.

Because it washer.

And she wasn’t supposed to be this still.

Eventually, the front door slammed open.

A blur of voices.

A rush of movement.

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