Suddenly, a voice called out from above. Amara froze instantly.
She looked up, squinting at the light streaming through the hole above her. Peering down was a head she couldn’t discern in the darkness but recognized by its voice and hairstyle—it was Finnian.
Could it really be him? Amara wobbled to her feet, feeling dazed. She opened her mouth and softly called Finnian's name.
She hadn't expected to see someone she knew, fearing her mind might be playing tricks on her out of sheer desperation.
"It's me, Amara. Don't be scared. I'm coming down to get you."
That familiar voice echoed down to her, and before she knew it, someone jumped through the dark opening. The man landed with a soft thud, sending a mild vibration through the ground.
He was standing right in front of her now, his warm breath mixing with hers, blocking the light and making him all the more real.
In disbelief, Amara reached out and touched his wrist, the normal body temperature. Her eyes widened. "You came?"
"Yeah, I'm here. Don't be afraid."
Tears clung to Amara's lashes as she looked at him, seemingly hard to process the situation; her usually steady voice trembled with emotion, tugging people’s heart.
Finnian watched her for a moment, and then suddenly pulled her into a hug, repeating, "Don't be afraid."
In that moment, Amara didn't register how unusual this gesture was. She was simply too frightened.
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