“Storm,” the figure said, their voice low. “We need to talk.” Storm, who had been scared, turned and saw Lucy. Calming his heart, Storm smiled at her before speaking.“Lucy, what are you doing here?” he asked. He had expected the creature or the magebreaker, not her. Did she hear the conversation between him and the magebreaker? Had she followed him back? His heart pounded as he thought about it. Would she tell everyone?“I wanted to talk to you about what happened that evening,” she started. Storm looked at her confused; he thought they had already left it. “I just wanted to say sorry again. I shouldn't have done what I did, and I should have asked for help, and I'm sorry. I was selfish, and I regret it. I'm sorry again,” she said hurriedly.Storm stared at her for a few minutes before responding. “I already told you that it was fine.”“I want you to be able to trust me again,” she said, looking at him tearfully. Storm thought about how many days he had left to live, and holding a gr
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