A/N: I wanted to experiment with first person, so do tell me how this chapter turned out.
Have you ever had to make a difficult choice? Perhaps having to choose between two loved ones or sacrificing something close to you for the betterment of another?
For me, the answer is simple…never. I have not once in my life, as both Art and Leonidas, made a decision remotely against my own wishes. Whenever the time came to make that one leap, that one choice that would determine the future, I let someone else do it for me.
But now, walking beside Zahra, my shoulders brushing against her, the cold steel of her blade an inch from my leg, I was keenly aware that a decision was forced upon my shoulders.
I would either confess my identity…and the rather unfortunate feelings that had bloomed in my heart, or our fragile time together would shatter like glass.
