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I'd forced my way into her head, and now I couldn't get out. Her emotions had ensnared me
now—they were too strong and too powerful. But I had to escape—I knew it with every ounce
of my being. I had to stop her. She was too weak from the healing to lose this much blood. It
was time to tell someone.
Breaking out at last, I found myself back in the clinic. Dimitri's hands were on me, gently
shaking me as he said my name over and over in an effort to get my attention. Dr. Olendzki
stood beside him, face dark and concerned.
I stared at Dimitri, truly seeing how much he worried and cared about me. Christian had told
me to get help, to go to someone I trusted about Lissa. I'd ignored the advice because I didn't
trust anyone except her. But looking at Dimitri now, feeling that sense of understanding we
shared, I knew that I did trust someone else.
I felt my voice crack as I spoke. "I know where she is. Lissa. We have to help her."