“Don’t go,” I demanded. “You’ve made it so far in this war, you can’t go now. Everyone loves you so fucking much.” I felt Caleb’s mind pushing at mine, and somehow I kept him out, refusing to let him see this. It couldn’t be real. It was over too fast without even a goodbye. And I should have saved him. It was on me that he lay here on this fucking hillside with no more air in his lungs, and his life stolen from him. “I’m sorry,” I said, the weight of his loss crushing me.
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