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Lawrence’s breathing was beco on with him?" I stammered I hated to be a distraction but I simply couldn’t help myself Nobody answered roup and ca my hand, she took me to the door and said, "Grace, wait out here, okay? There’s nothingall that we can for hiain Daazed desperately at the door, wishing that I had X-ray vision What on earth did Shayla expect o norence had become my life the past feeeks I didn’t knohat to do with myself I couldn’t sit I couldn’t stand I shuffled up and down just outside the door for God kne long I lost all sense of time

Then a familiar voice called to me from the other end of the corridor

"Grace?"

I whirled to see randparents Derek and Sofia behind the what appeared to be a wounded, unconscious Bastien Micah took the olf into one of the spare roo me They all looked surprised to see me, and their eyes widened even further as they realized the state that I was in

My mother reached me and clutched my hands Her turquoise eyes roa, sweetheart?" she asked

Oh, God My throat choked up just at the thought of explaining it all Where do I even begin? I looked helplessly frorandparents, ere eyeing me with equal concern

I was surprised that they were back so soon--I had expected theiven that they had also planned to visit the ogres’ realm while they were in the supernatural dimension Perhaps the journey had been cut short for soon with them My mind was too rooted to the present To this hospital To Lawrence’s roo the side of randfather asked

"The boy we rescued… E-Everything’s gone wrong with hiathered me in her arms and took me to sit down on a bench in the hallway

Please be okay, Lawrence Please be okay

I h to speak I filled my family in briefly on what had happened since Shayla and I had parted ith them, even as question after question continued to assault me What is so different about Lawrence that the jinn and witches are finding so hard to treat? They’d had so little luck in treating him until this point, would they even be able to treat him now?

I didn’t ly I was reacting to Lawrence’s plight--the plight of a o, had been a coer towas confusing towas…

My heart jolted as the door to Lawrence’s rooed, her hair disheveled, her face ashen I ran to her as she approached us

"What’s going on?" I deed to stabilize hiain He’s stopped shaking but…"

I held er even move his arms He came to briefly, and all one"