Annabeth's POVI stood there, confused on what to say to him. “What are you sorry for?” I whispered. “For letting him take you,” he said. His jaw clenched. “For being a coward. For not speaking up or coming for you sooner. I told myself I was being careful, that I was making a plan. But the truth is, I was scared. Scared I’d fail. Scared I’d lose you for good.” Tears burned at the back of my eyes. “Tommy, stop.” i didn't like seeing him this way. Sad. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “You deserve to hear it. I should’ve been here earlier. I should’ve gotten you out the first night. I failed you.” I reached up and cupped his face in my hands. “It’s okay,” I whispered. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters. And I’m okay and alive.” His eyes searched mine, desperate for me to believe him. “I don’t deserve you saying that,” he muttered. “You do,” I said. “Because you came, didn't you? And that’s more than anyone else did for me.” He pulled me back into his arms, ho
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