I'm so sorry," he whispered to her, knowing she couldn't hear. "I'm so sorry."Her mouth moved, working to speak, and he leaned in to make out what she was trying to say."Me...too," she whispered. "i only ever... cared for..."And then Thomas was being dragged away from her. He didn't have the energy or will to fight it. She was gone.
James Dashner, The Death Cure
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