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Leandra Madoc is standing beside Brielle.

Looking absolutely stunning in leggings and an oversized sweater.

“Ready?”

I smile.

“Yes, I’m ready.”

“Excellent.”

Then her eyes flick toward Less.

“Bodyguard Boyfriend behaving himself?”

Less answers before I can.

“Always.”

Leandra snorts.

“Chance said the same thing right before he threatened a paparazzo with bodily harm.”

“I'd never threaten anyone,” Less says solemnly.

I stare at him.

He stares back.

“Yeah, right. Anyway, Amanda, I’ll leave these in here for you,” Brielle says before snorting a laugh.

Leandra laughs too.

And then—for the first time since the accident—I walk onto the stage.

And the thing is, I’m not afraid.

Because somewhere behind me, standing watch with those dark eyes and that stubborn heart—is the man I love.

And maybe I'm still scared.

Maybe I still don't trust forever.

Not completely.

But as I take my place under the lights, one thought settles quietly inside me.

Sometimes all it takes is a little faith—and the courage to jump.

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Something's wrong.

I can feel it.

Maybe that sounds crazy.