Naomi’s POV
And I was left standing there, heart racing, the war map still clutched in my hands.
What the hell was I going to do with this? How would I start? Where would I start from?
I stood there, asking myself many hows and whats and wheres.
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I didn’t know how long I stood in that room. Minutes. Hours. Everything blurred.
Eventually, I stuffed the paper into my pocket and crept out, my footsteps soft, my ears straining for any sounds. I made it back to my room without seeing anyone,but I didn’t sleep.
I couldn’t sleep.
Not after what I’d heard.
Not after what I’d seen.
Logan didn't return either.
And especially not after what I’d felt in the dark hallway when Logan said, “I didn’t have a choice.”
His voice echoed in my skull.
By morning, I had dark circles under my e
