First Person P.O.V
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Two Days Later...
I should've said something. Anything. I knew there was something wrong with my body, but I didn't tell anyone. I was scared and didn't want help.
We stood with both groups, A and B. We were at their camp up in the mountains of the Scorch. That's when it happened.
Harriet, one of the group B girls, was speaking to us. She told us that she knew Aris, which would've seemed impossible at one point. It all came together now.
Harriet was saying how she trusted Aris when it came along. My chest started to hurt, it burned at every breath. I could feel myself exhale, it sounding like paper crunching. I started to wheeze hard, attempting to regain breath. I collapsed, knocking into Aris on the way down.
Jorge bent down to see what was happening, picking my limp body up and moving me into his arms.
That's when I started to mumble.
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