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Malachi’s POV
I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. The world had tilted sideways and nothing made sense anymore.
Emily was dead. I’d buried her myself. I’d held her cold hand and put her in the ground and stood there for hours after everyone else had left because I couldn’t make myself walk away.
But she was standing in front of me. Breathing. Alive.
"Is it really you?" My voice came out rough. Broken.
She laughed, and the sound wa ...
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