HOPE'S POV.The water around us was warm, but the silence between us felt heavier than it should have been.Hunter hadn’t spoken in a while.At first, I thought he was just thinking. Processing everything Everything we had seen.But then I felt it.Something changed in him.His body tensed slightly beneath the water. His breathing shifted. Slower at first… then uneven.“Hope,” he said finally.His voice was low.Not like before. Not controlled.This one sounded… weak and broken.I turned to him immediately.“What is it, Hunter?” I asked softly.He didn’t look at me at first.His eyes stayed fixed somewhere ahead, like he was staring at something I couldn’t see.Then he exhaled.A long, heavy breath.“This is my fault,” he said.I frowned slightly.“What is?”He finally turned to me, and what I saw in his eyes made my chest tighten.Guilt. Deep, raw, heavy guilt.“All of it,” he said. “The bodies. The woods. The war coming on us, everything Garvin said...Everything. It's all my fault
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