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*Theo POV* This all feels surreal at I look at the little hand holding mine as we run through the forest, would it be quicker to be separate, of course. Do I want to let go? Hell no. I have her now. I love her and she loves me, all the rest doesn't matter. I know we are on a run for our lives but why do I feel so happy and content as we swerve around trees and jump over logs, her hand in mine. I follow her lead and it feels instead like we are in some romantic run where the beautiful girl is trying to show the boy something important, she keeps looking back at me with a smile on her face. You would never even believe that this little girl has been through the horrors she has. You would never believe that mere hours ago she had her hand in her chest, trying to take her own life. I am s