The rest of the night I had spent in agony as I found myself feeling an ache for Darius.
An ache that took root within my being, after the realization that he still…wants me.
All of a sudden, I've found my will to live, as it would seem he and I would figure out a way through this.
So you can betray him in the end?
My heart pulses upon this thought and a dread overcomes me.
If…if I want him alive…then I have no choice, do I?
He'll…he'll learn to forgive me.
There's only so much a person can forgive.
I grasp at my heart as the sudden thought of the inevitable future takes a toll on me.
We'll be happy, only to be hurt again.
As the pain settles into my heart, I try to subdue it by thinking of why I would do such a thing in the first place.
He'll be alive, and that's all that matters.
That future will be undone and he'll be okay.
It doesn't matter if he hates me.
