Things are coming to a close. Soon. And you will find a suitable ending in my opinion.
I let him go. I saw the error of my ways. It wasn't worth it. All he'd done was move on to try and find his parents and I took it to the extreme. At least now my need for revenge has died out at last.
-Nlastica
SPOV
I was pacing, feeling as if I wasn't the only one. It was late; extremely late. Everything was falling apart. Cal, Robbie, Bree, Hunter, Morgan. It all seemed too much.
"Sky!" The door burst open and there stood my cousin, Hunter Niall.
"Hunter?" I cried. "You're back!" I gave him a big hug, completely out of character. "How did you escape?"
"I didn't," he said. "Courtney let me go."
"She let you go?" I repeated slowly. "She kidnapped you, put up a freakin' anti-magick field, let Cal ruin Widows Vale, and she just let you go?"
"I reasoned with her," he said.
"Hunter, I swear you are the strangest…" I shook my head at a loss for words. Instead I pulled him into another hug.
"I need to see Cal," he said quietly. That ruined the moment.
"What?" I cried, pulling away.
"I need to see Cal," he repeated. "I need to sort things out."
"So you're going tonight?" I cried. "Just when you got back?" He nodded sadly. "Like I said before, you are the strangest…"
RPOV
I stood pacing, Bree sitting on the couch guiltily. "Bree, this is…" I shook my head mutely.
"I'm sorry, Robbie," she said quietly.
"But Bree," I said, stopping and turning to her. "I don't know if sorry is good enough this time!" I'd figured out that Cal was in her room. He left his jacket in there.
Idiot.
It's too late to apologize! It's too late!
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