Thane’s POV
I blinked, stunned. “Come to your room… to do what?” I gasped, waiting for her answer.
Shawn didn’t speak right away. She looked nervous, which was rare. Her hands kept brushing her hair behind her ear, and her eyes darted between me and the floor. The confident commander I knew now looked unsure, almost shaken.
“I didn’t come here for what you think,” she said finally, her voice soft but serious. “I came because I need to talk to you. It’s about Nadia.”
The name froze me. For a second, I thought I hadn’t heard right. “Nadia?” I repeated slowly, frowning. “You mean the same Nadia who?”
“Yes,” she cut in quickly. “The same one who was shot.”
I straightened up, feeling my chest tighten. “She’s dead, Shawn. You told me she was gone. Everyone said she didn’t make it.”
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