Stuck in a panic attack as you were locked up, you didn't hear the fighting or the shouts, or the familiar voice saying your name until a large hand reaches for the bars of the cell and cups your face gently. "My love. Can you hear me?" Ambrosi asks again, breathing heard due to fighting his way here but keeping his voice as steady as he can to hopefully calm you down as well. "It's okay, you're safe now. I found you. Let's get you out of here."
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