Perhaps revealing his nature so soon had been a bad move.

Eyes wide, Madison rushed over to catch Stefany before she could hit the ground, the quiet sound of her pulse drumming in his ears. [color=#0A8558]“Miss Raterfell?”[/color] He asked. [color=#0A8558]“Stefany?”[/color] Unconscious. She had fainted. Lips sealed into a tight, pressed line, Madison gently lifted Stefany into the nearby booth, pillowing his jacket beneath her legs. Several heads had turned in their direction after the fall, but no one had come over as of yet.

This certainly hadn’t been what he was expecting upon meeting his soulmate.

Fingers moving deftly, Madison lifted his purse, drew the phone, and held it, staring anxiously down at Stefany. Perhaps it was just something minor, and his reaction had been a bit much, but if not...He ran his thumb against the screen, waiting to see if she would stir. If not, he’d call. That was that.

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