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Nathan POV “Nathan, there’s nothing you can do for her right now.” Gabriella walked into the bedroom they had brought Madison to. They had decided it was best to come back to Madison’s place since the pups had already been asleep. Robert and Zachary were still cleaning up his office and the elevator and everywhere else Byron had walked through with a bleeding Madison in his arms before work started in the morning. “Do—Do you think she knows that she’s—changing?” Nathan asked with a lump in his throat. “I don’t know. I have known people to dream while frozen, so I’m guessing she’s just having nice, peaceful dreams.” Gabriella gave him a small smile, squeezing his shoulder. “What if we don’t find a cure?” Nathan couldn’t help but think of the worst-case scenarios. “It’s hard not to thi
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