Guilt in the Wreckage

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A wave of raw, suffocating guilt crashed over me, hitting harder than the physical impact of the rollover. I looked at Sam, whose hands were still dirty from the dashboard explosion, and then at Athena, who was leaning against the dented frame of the cabin. My vision blurred as hot, stinging tears finally spilled over my eyelashes, cutting clean tracks through the dust on my cheeks. "I'm so sorry," I choked out, my voice cracking completely as I pressed the palms of my hands against my face. "I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean to. I was trying to fight him off in the dream, I didn't know it would carry over out here. I could have killed you all. I could have killed every single one of you." The fierce, composed mask of the Lunar Mage Queen completely shattered, leaving nothing but raw vulne

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