Getting out (part 2)

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My heart stopped.

Tears streaked down my cheeks.

It was all my fault. All of it. I couldn't get the door opened. We were to late.

And then, those words. Those four words gave me hope.

"She is still breathing"

My knees grew weak as I rushed to her side, time starting again. Everything goes by so fast, and the next thing I know, I'm rushing out of Nightfall, Fitz right next to me, with Biana in his arms, our destination Quinlin's appartment. The thing is , we kind of don't know where it is. So Fitz hails his dad. I can't really hear the conversation, and the only thing I know is that there is a lot of shouting involved. But right now, all my attention is focused on the girl in front of my eyes, while guilt runs through me.

It's all my fault.

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