"You want forgiveness? Fine, I'll give it to you. You're forgiven, okay?"
Those words had been running through Clarke's mind on repeat ever since she left 10 months ago. She wanted to believe Bellamy when he had whispered them
to her, but the spark was gone from his eyes, she was the one to steal it and forced him to sacrifice his life. It wasn't just with Bell either it was with everyone,
Monty couldn't look her in the eye anymore, Jasper turned to beer to deal with the lost of Maya, and Octavia… had turned to stone. The young girl that once ran
around amazed glowing butterflies had become a ruthless killing machine. It hurt a lot more than anyone could've imagined. When the war started the goal had
always been to get their people out of the Mountain and to safety, so how did a plan that seemed so basic turn into a disaster. She wanted things to back to the
way they were before The Mountain Men came into their lives. She wanted to worry about building houses and storing enough food that would last all winter.
Clarke realized that she wanted a lot of things, but most of all she wanted things to go back to the way they were, and she wasn't sure if that ever would
happen.