Your name wasn’t on the list. It didn’t matter how many times he tried to read it, hoping it was a mistake—your name just wasn’t there.

Without wasting another second, Bellamy found himself walking, looking for Clarke. As soon as he spotted her in the distance, sitting and chatting with you, he approached, letting the list fall in front of you both on that desk, careful not to attract more attention than necessary. Praimfaya was near, and the people of Arkadia were running out of options other than that list. If anyone deserved to be on that list after so many sacrifices, it was you. Not him, not Clarke. You.

“There’s a mistake. She’s not on the list.” He hoped that was the case, but when he saw the guilt on Clarke’s face, he understood everything.

“Remove me and make sure she´s on it.”