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"Porter, he just saved our lives," James said.

"And you wouldn't have needed saving if he had done his job. He was behind the whole thing!" he spat and grabbed Briggs' collar again.

"Both of you stop!" James said affirmatively.

"I wasn't behind the whole thing, man," Briggs said. "Just today. She threatened my family."

"And what about when Isabella snuck in here the first time and tried to kill him?" Porter said. "Because of your stomach issues. Bullshit." He pushed him back down on the ground.

"That was true. I didn't...she didn't threaten me until today." He ran his hand down his face.

"You can tell it to the cops," Porter said and pulled him to his feet. "I'll be right back," he said and he walked Briggs out the door.

"I'm sorry," Briggs said as he was pulled out of the room. "I'm sorry!"

"We can't let him get sent to prison for this," I said.

"He drugged you." James ran his palm along the side of my face.

"And he saved you." I swallowed hard. "Is she dead?"

"I think she was dead before she even fell."

"It's over." I pressed my head against his chest.

"It's over."

Devotion - Chapter 36

Saturday

Isabella was dead. I shouldn't have felt at peace with that. But she had been my hell. She had been James' hell. And we were both breathing easier now. I wasn't happy that she was dead. But I was happy that James and I didn't have to live in fear. I was happy that there wasn't a shadow over us. I was happy that maybe, just maybe, there was a little less weight on James' shoulders.

We had just given our statements to the police and now a silence had settled over the new hospital room they had put James in. My head was resting on James' shoulder and I was staring out the window at the sun rising.

"It's beautiful," James murmured against my temple.

I hadn't realized he was watching it too. I tilted my head up to look at his face. He smiled down at me and kissed the side of my forehead.

"Is it horrible that I feel so peaceful?"

He lowered his eyebrows slightly. "No." He pulled me in closer to his side.

"She needed help. She needed..."

"You can't get someone help unless they accept that they need it."

I nodded my head against his shoulder.

"For the first time in a long time, all I see is light." He grabbed my chin and tilted my face toward the sunrise.

I blinked away my tears. "Me too."

We both sat in silence, watching the colors stretch out over the horizon. No one was going to try to hurt us again. Everything was going to be okay. It was truly, finally over.

Rob came bursting into the room and we both turned toward him. He had kicked the door open with his cast and was now cursing under his breath.

"Rob, just wait one second!" Daphne said from behind him as she tried to grab the door to hold it open.