Reverberation

He was on his feet in a flash as she said that word, long before she’d even reached its final syllable. Two of his long strides carried him easily across the room; two seconds were enough to put that brief (but unbearably significant) distance between them. His hand hovered momentarily over the quivering handle. Or was it she who was quivering? She couldn’t tell, and he didn’t give her any time to find out. Slam – and she was alone.

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