Fletch muttered to the quiet room. Cam was on his knees, having caught the woman in his arms when she passed out. He ignored the men and the eruption of questions. His hand shook as he untangled it from her robes and brought it to her face. It was her, it had to be, but he wasn’t going to fully believe it until he saw her face. Unhooking the veil, he peeled it back and sucked in a breath. Her alabaster skin was sun kissed and she had fine lines around her mouth and eyes that hadn’t been there five years earlier. Reverently, he pulled the headdress off and revealed a flame colored braid wrapped and pinned to her head. “Jesus,” he whispered and pulled her limp body into his chest. His face still stung from the slap, but he welcomed it because he knew this was real and not some fantasy that haunted his sleep. Ghost knelt down and put his hand out on Cam’s shoulder. “Hey man, wanna fill us in on what just happened here?
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