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By the time he reached the hollow, his chest was burning. “Sarah,” he said, dropping beside her. She hadn’t moved. Jessie’s hands shook as he opened the supplies. “Hey,” he said softly. “I told you I’d come back.” He pressed the clean bandage to her side, working carefully. “You’re not leaving me,” he whispered.