Yes, all I need is to stop loving him. But it's easier said than done. Every time I see his face, my heart aches and my mind goes blank. I've tried so many times to forget him, to hate him, and to move on, but he is always there, everywhere. I still remember the first time I met him, his smile, his laugh, his eyes, and his touch. It was like magic, and it still is.
As I stare at Calais, I wonder if he ever felt at least pity for me? Either way, it doesn't matter anymore. Love is just an illusion, and I'm tired of chasing after it.
Now, I have to be strong. I have to be cold. I have to be heartless. I have to be just like him. I have to be a monster. And monsters don't love. They kill.
I move closer to Calais. He flinches but he doesn't move.
"You are right, Eliana," I say. "Killing Calais and you won't elevate my status, but it will give me satisfaction."
And so, I raise my hand and struck him. But before the knife even comes to his heart, I stop.
