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on his face.
    “What?” she asked, still unclear about where she was.
    “Did you just say Gabe?” Haim asked, extending a hand to help his friend stand.
    “Huh? What? No—don’t be silly, why would I say Gabe’s name?” Sophie lied, not willing yet to tell her friends that she was regaining her memories. But she was, they were returning like an avalanche now. She remembered Uri was her dear friend, not a person she would ever be in love with, though. She knew Gabe was her soul mate, they were meant to be together. She had to find him as soon as she could. She needed to tell him how wrong she had been and beg for his forgiveness.
    “It sounded like—” Haim began, pausing for a moment and then shaking his head. “Never mind, I must have been imagining things. Have you seen Dina?”
    “Yeah, she went to figure out who was in charge. She told me to wait here,” Sophie replied. Seeing the concern in Haim’s expression, she asked, “Is something wrong?”
    “I just need to find Dina, right away.”
    “Haim, what’s going on? Do you know something?”
    “I— I should really wait for Dina,” Haim hesitated.
    “Spill it, Haim!” Sophie snapped.
    Haim’s brow furrowed. For a second he thought it was like the old Sophie was back, bossy and domineering. “It’s Uri and Raimie.”
    “What do you mean? Are they all right?”
    “They were just brought into the infirmary. It looks like Uri will be all right …”
    “Haim? What about Raimie?” Sophie pushed.
    Haim was unable to create an audible response.
    “Is he dead?” Sophie asked, filled with disbelief at the words that were leaving her lips.
    Haim shook his head, “No, but they don’t know if there’s anything they can do.” The oversized boy began heaving, the overwhelming grief consuming him. Without hesitation, Sophie reached out and grabbed her friend. Her head only reached midway up his giant chest. Holding him close, she remembered him. All of the battles, all of the laughter in the dining hall, all of her friends—she remembered them all.
    It wasn’t the right time to tell them that her memory had come back. They needed to focus on their friends that were injured at the moment; there would be time to discuss her progress later.
    “Haim, Sophie?” Dina’s voice called out from the distance. “Is everything okay? Haim, are you hurt?”
    Dina quickened her pace. Running up and taking hold of the man’s arm, she pulled him back and towards her. “Are you hurt?” she repeated.
    Haim sniffled. Dina thought about how she had never seen him cry, the idea of the horror that must be causing the emotions to erupt made her stomach ache.
    “Oh, Dina, I’m so sorry,” Haim began.
    “What is going on?” Dina demanded.
    Sophie could see that Haim would not be able to bring himself to tell Dina of the tragedy. She stepped between the two quickly, taking control of the conversation. Touching Dina’s arm, she looked into her eyes. “It’s Uri and Raimie.”
    “What about them? Where are they?” Dina yelped, not waiting for Sophie to respond.
    “Dina,” Sophie stated calmly, “Sweetie, I need you to listen to my voice, all right? They were hurt in the fight and they’re being worked on right now.”
    “What? Where are they exactly?” Dina groaned, trying to pull away from her friend’s grasp, but Sophie would not let go.
    “Listen to me. You need to listen to me,” Sophie insisted. “You have to prepare yourself, it’s bad.”
    “Are they going to be okay?”
    “They think Uri is going to pull through and be all right.” Sophie explained, pausing to allow the reality of her words to sink in.
    Dina’s face twisted as she fell to her knees. “And Raimie?” she pleaded.
    Sophie dropped to her knees in front of her friend, wrapping her arms tight around Dina’s petit frame. “We just have to wait.”
    “Wait? What do you mean, wait? Is he that bad?” Dina pleaded.
    “They are working hard to try and fix him up. We need to be