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“I’m glad you are both okay.”
She smiles, and the EMT puts her into the back of the ambulance. I turn and see Jemma, holding Mattie in her arms. It feels like a vice has been released in my chest when I see that Mattie’s okay.
She pushes past the barricade and meets me halfway.
“I was so scared,” she says.
“Mattie’s fine.”
She shakes her head. “Not just about Mattie.”
She grabs onto my jacket and pulls me to her. It could have been the effects of the smoke inhalation I just experienced, but the moment Jemma’s lips touched mine, it felt like all the air is sucked from my lungs.
“I love you,” she says when she pulls back. “Forever.”
“Forever,” I repeat.
