chapter forty

Certainly! Here's the corrected version:

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**EMILY'S POV**

Unusual situations call for unusual solutions! I began clutching my stomach and screaming. A bunch of people rushed towards me. In the crowd, I saw Paul stop and observe, while Jade ran towards me, positioning herself with her back to him.

"Paul Mitchell is right there behind you. Keep facing away, and let's get out of here," I said as soon as she got close.

"Is everything okay, miss?" a woman asked as she saw me walking.

"Yes, everything's fine, don't worry."

"Do you think he saw me?" Jade asked as we walked to the parking lot.

"He saw you, but let's hope he didn't notice your resemblance to Johanna."

"You can't tell much from behind. I'm a bit on the heavier side, and she was quite thin the last time I saw her," she said, sounding a bit down.

I had studied child psychology, and while Jade wasn't a child, it was evident that the trauma occurred when she was one. She wasn't overweight; she had the traits of someone mindful o