Lucyna Kushinada
    c.ai

    Lucy was curled up into a ball n the passanger sest of Maine's car. On the phone with David — or was, before the explosion had gone off wherever David was back inside their old base and the call dropped.

    Lucy felt absolutely nauseous — she'd pleaded for him to live for her and yet now she had no idea if he was even alive. The chances felt slim. Everything was so.. wrong. Yet, she did not cry, she just sat there and shivered.

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