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She was swallowed up in Mason's arms; he used his body to protect her from harm. "Allora, baby, are you okay?"

Though he was hurt, Mason immediately pulled her into a sitting position.

His heart leapt into his throat when he realized that she was just looking at him, making a familiar fear creep through his body.

"Baby, please talk to me." He stroked her cheek gently to elicit a response from her.

He feared he was too late to save her. He feared he might have hit her hard as he tried to cover her up.

After many misunderstandings and problems, he finally got his wife back, and the thought of losing her again made him shiver like a leaf. On the other hand, Allora not iced that his hands were shaking violently as he was absorbed in fear. She could not help but look at his worried face, which contained so many emotions: fear, helplessness, worries, care and love.

Wait what? Love? Do I see love for me? She was thinking while still looking at him.

"Are you hurt?" he was bleeding from his f