<strong>Hale POV

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Seeing her walk into the club was like a dream.

Too many times in my sleep had I seen her walking back to me, and as much as my heart wanted it to be true, I knew it wasn’t possible. She had been torn away from me, and I lived with that pain every day. I just was shocked it hadn’t killed me.

“You have to give it a chance, Hale,” James said softly, as I stared at the front door. Damian had walked through it in a huff, and I was ...