Jasper hadn’t spoken anyone beyond Abby and Octavia since Mount Weather, and even then his words had been nothing more than quiet noises. Even Monty was steering clear. He shot his friend purposeful looks but never dared to go beyond.
But of all the people to approach him in his skulk, Harper was the last person Jasper had expected.
He did nothing as she repeated the same phrase he had heard in a dozen different voices.
He didn’t move, he didn’t speak, he didn’t even breathe.
“She was a good person.”
Jasper’s eyes flickered.
“Was?”
The young man made a slow turn towards his peer, the dark circles under his highlighting the disgust marring his gaunt face.
“Is.”
She just wanted to comfort him, try and understand what he was going through instead of facing her own demons. Since Mount Weather, she had barely spoken to anyone, except in passing.
Harper hadn’t meant to offend him at all but she could hear the tone of his voice and almost moved back. She wasn’t scared of Jasper but, for the life of her, she w a s scared of what someone in his position was capable of.
Maya was one of the bad guys. Except, she wasn’t.. She was is GOOD.
She didn’t deserve to die. It wasn’t fair. Not after everything they had already been through. They couldn’t take anymore loss; they could barely handle the fifty-two delinquents that had been killed in the war against the Grounders.
(Harper swallowed nervously.)
"She is a good person. But we’re sorry. All of us. They didn’t want her to get hurt.“
LIES. LIES. LIES.
They knew what they doing. They all knew and they didn’t stop. This was their fault.
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