The Desirables

Prologue

How far would you go for love?

Would you run away from home for it? Would you betray your friends and family for it? Would you kill for it?

When I was asked those questions eight weeks ago I didn't know the answer. But now, as I stood there on the wooden deck where just hours ago I'd been kissing the man of my dreams, watching flames rise out of the villa I'd just set alight, I knew my answer. I would kill. 

It's amazing what a person can do when their own survival is threatened. Self-preservation is capable of making a monster out of you. 

I felt no shame as I watched three storeys of glass and concrete become engulfed in a raging wall of fire. I knew there were people inside who would never make it out alive. Everyone in there deserved it anyway.  

"Are you ok Seb?" I asked, turning to my side to see him clinging tightly onto my hand. He was frozen in a state of shock and disbelief. His usual calm demeanour was nowhere to be seen now.

"I think so." 

"Come on, let's get out of here."  

And with that, we turned our backs on the burning villa and one step at a time walked away into the night.