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Chapter 3 ........................................................................................................................................

"I cannot believe that girl!" Linh grumbled as she plopped down to the cot next to Keefe.

"Mm-hm?" Sophie asked, gently pressing the water-soaked cloth on Keefe's forehead. "Glimmer?"

"YES." Linh ranted, standing and pacing. "I am ready to MURDER HER."

"Who are you, and what have you done with Linh Song?" Sophie asked, wincing.

"The girl won't take off her hood and I am read to TEAR IT OFF WITH MY BARE HANDS. Like, what the heck, girl? You need to STAY AWAY FROM MY BRO." Linh stormed, waving her hands as she talked. Two spheres of water were placed on her palms and they showered the room with a slight sprinkling of water.

"Where's she living?"

"WITH US."

"Oh, Tam didn't."

"He DID. And I practically KILLED HIM."

Sophie patted her friend on the back. "Has she at least told you her name?"

"Olyvia," Linh replied. "She said to call her Olyvia."

"You're not going to?"

"I call her Miss Sparklie, ​​​​​" Linh replied, looking proud of herself. "It's amazing."'''

"I'm sure it is," Sophie agreed, snickering. She couldn't belive that the pettie, fragile water elf had such a dark side. It was like... the ocean when it was angry- except ten times WORSE. "Did you learn anything from her?"

Linh sighed sadly and shook her head. "I'm working on it," she replied, twisting her fingers together and fussing with the sleeves of her slightly wet, but very blue tunic. "I'm soooo sorry, Sophie."

"It's FINE, Linh," Sophie replied, hugging her friend tightly. "And Keefe will be all right."

Cue the more moaning and thrashing from Keefe.

"... soon," Sophie finished weakly, running back to his side and continiously applying the cold cloth to his forhead.

"You guys are so cute, by the way," Linh grinned as she stood to leave. Sophie froze, registering the words- and then she sprinted after Linh, trying to suffocate her Hydrokinetic friend. However, Linh was fast, and she yelled, "SOKEEFE!" before hurridly leaping away. Sophie's empty hands clutched on thin air and she growled in frustration.

Why did people keep shipping her with Keefe? It was soooo frustraiting...

It wasn't like she even liked him!

Did she, though?

And the butterflies in her stomach- what did that mean?

What about Keefe's theory about the mind and the heart having two different feelings?

Could it be that- her mind wanted to like Fitz... but her heart truly liked Keefe?

"That's ridiculous," Sophie said aloud, trying not the panic when the words felt... ''wrong. ''Like a puzzle piece that refused to fit in with the rest of the group.

Yet, when she stole a glance at him, her traitorous heart seemed to blur its smooth, rhythmic beating.

Stupid, stupid heart.

But she couldn't ignore his face, which made her heart race and her palms sweat. His sad, miserable face. And that made Sophie pity him. Feel bad. Feel upset. Because he didn't deserve any of it.

She sighed, returning to Keefe's side and continuing Elwin's instructions- water and cloth, water and cloth.

And hope.

That little.

By.

Little.

It.

Would.

Soon.

Get.

Better.

And just hope...

Keefe would wake up.

Before he was lost in the darkness...

Forever.

Forever.