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Gabriel tried to shake her off on reflex. But Alicia’s tiny hand held him fast in a viselike grip, and then the smile disappeared from Gabriel’s face.
“…It’s cold. Let go of my hand, Ali.”
He muttered, but the blonde hair shook from side to side.
“No, Gabe. From now on we’ll always be together. Come on, let’s go.”
“Go… where? No, I still have things I gotta do.”
Gabriel responded, tugging on his right hand as hard as he could. But it did not move. On the contrary, it seemed he was being slowly dragged downward.