…Isabella POV…
Of all the times, now, I decide to panic; I have done this before. I was trained to do this; I knew that this would be part of it. But no, now I find the need to freeze up. Do I not want to do this because I am not doing it with Clayton anymore or because I never truly wanted to do it in the first place at all? Either way, I will let him down, but will it really bother him so much, seeing that he truly does not want me around. The thing is, I am the only nurse, so in a way, I am letting this entire platoon down. Do I really want to be that person?
But now I have Clayton standing all confused in front of me; what do I even begin to tell him. The longer I hold us up, the further we move away from the drop point. So I guess it is time that I make up my mind.
"Clayton, I can't do this."
"Isabella, what do you mean you can't do this? Is this not why you are here?"
"We both know what the reason is why I am here."
