Chapter 19 Dinner With the Board

(Nora's POV)

My whole body locks up the second I see him.

"Emory." My voice is barely a breath. "That's him. That's Doyle."

"I see him." Emory's hand finds the small of my back, not pulling me away, just steady, grounding, as an anchor dropped in a storm. "Don't run. Don't look away either. Just ...

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