Chase
I followed Allie into the hallway without touching her.
Every instinct in me wanted to close the distance. To place myself between her and the noise behind us. To take her somewhere private and make sure Logan could not reach her again.
But she had just stood on a stage in front of hundreds of people and refused to let anyone decide for her.
The last thing she needed was another man taking control of what happened next.
The hallway beyond the ballroom was quieter, though the sounds of the event still followed us through the closed doors. Applause had started again inside, weak and uncertain as the organizers tried to return the evening to schedule. Staff members hurried past carrying flowers away from the stage. Security blocked reporters from entering the private corridor.
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