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CHAPTER 39 CAN A GARDEN BE A HOUSE?

The toy.

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With a blink of an eye, I was sliding down the slick, wet road, my back scraping against the surface. The protective gear I wore was the only thing keeping the rough asphalt from shredding my skin.

My heart raced, and I wanted to scream, but I stifled it. Screaming would only make things worse for Damon. He was probably more terrified than I was, blaming himself for this mess.

I felt a firm grip as Damon groaned and flipped me over, positioning himself between me and the harsh road. His body formed a protective barrier with his arms and legs.

Damon opened his visor. "I've got you. Hang on tight," he said. "You're going to be okay. Just stay calm."

My heart pounded, and the cold air stung my nose as I gasped for breath.

"I know you're scared. Just listen to my voice. Block everything else out. Just focus on me," he urged, his voice soothing as his grip tightened.

I shut my eyes and concentrated on his words.

"It’s going to be fine. I'm right here. You'll be safe," he reass
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