Forbidden Lovers. Kimberley Troutte

think.

      Dad? My ex-fiancée? The words didn’t make sense. Her heart beat in her ears and her vision tunneled.

       Air, I need air.

      “Put the gun away,” RW ordered. He turned his attention to Captain and, to Julia’s utter surprise, he clapped the man on the back. RW was smiling so big that he looked like a different man. She’d never seen Mr. Harper when he was not angry. “Matthew! So glad you came home.”

      Matthew? She was weak; her legs wobbled.

      Someone behind her clapped. Another followed suit. Applause, whistles and hoots filled the room, along with prayers of “¡Gracias a Dios!” and “It’s a miracle!”

      Julia couldn’t speak. Her head pounded. Her throat closed.