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~Avia

Tears stream down my face as I drive, aiming for the city.

I can't go back, not now. The mission is over, and I failed. All I can do now is hope Malin will take me back into the Rebellion, otherwise I'm going to have to create a life elsewhere. It hurts to think about leaving Isaiah, never seeing him again, but I can't risk him forcing me to stay with him, to be with him when I want nothing to do with leading this Pack.

Eventually I make it into the city, my tears drying as a sense of responsibility drapes over me. I've known I wouldn't be able to make this work for a while, so this shouldn't have come as a surprise.

I just wish I didn't allow myself to be so weak in that moment...I shouldn't have let him kiss me.

Once I've made it deep into the city, I park and change quickly into clothing in the back of my car. I need to get some sleep, in this quiet parking lot, with what remaining hours of night time are left, and then head to the compound in the morning.

I wake a few hours