The Wrong Suite, the Right Stranger

Her Fading Grip

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Her Fading Grip

Darius

My body moved before my mind could even begin to understand what had happened.

I caught her as she fell.

The sound of people shouting, of my mother-in-law crying, of officers grabbing Selena again, everything became distant noise, like echoes underwater. None of it reached me. The only thing that existed was the weight of Clara collapsing into my arms.

Her body felt colder than it