Nell’s POV
After we tell her, she disappears.
Just like that. Not a word. Not a look. Just gone.
I turn to Milo, eyes wide. I’m not sure what to say. Clearly he isn’t, either.
“Something was wrong,” I finally manage. “Before we told her… before we even said a word to her. Something was wrong with her already.”
“She could have been in shock,” he points out. “All the injuries our people sustained at the Originalists’ hideout could have gotten to her.”
I bite my lip. I don’t think that was it, either. She looked shocked before she even looked around.
Harp? I link to her. Harp, are you okay?
Nothing.
I sigh, turning back to Milo. “Let’s go back to the camp,” I suggest. “Maybe her friends can tell us something.”
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“We’re as confused as you,” Effie tells us a few minutes la
