Caught in the Middle

Prologue

I, Tessa Black, was just an ordinary woman. But I was the perfect target. I was all-alone. My parents had died from a car accident in my last year in college and I had to fend for myself. I withdrew from my friends since my parents were gone. I graduated with a fine arts degree from a below than average four year university. I sucked at art and settled with making abstract art. I worked two jobs to make a living and it was hardly enough to get me by while living in Manhattan. And I spent all my free time reading novels, watching movies, and dreaming for something extraordinary to happen to me.

I hid my life inside my closet apartment. I was too afraid to meet new people and see new places. I built a normal and safe routine in my life that I continued to follow it daily.

So imagine when my life turned out to be like a game of chess. I was nothing significant. I could have been tossed out at any time on a chessboard like a pawn. But the pawn was ambiguous. If the game was played right, the insignificant pawn could be the one that turned the game around.

And that's how I felt. I was an ordinary woman and then I came across two kings. They held a lot power, but there was a limit to it. They had to rely on the other pieces on the board. Each move had to be calculated precisely. One wrong move could put either king in check.

And that's when I entered the scene between two very different men. As I discovered, both men were powerful in their own right. They played important roles in my life to lead to one result. One man had the power to recognize me for the person I didn't see in myself. And the other man had the power to erase my existence.

I got stuck in the middle of their well-thoughtful game and I was the one who could put either man in checkmate. But either king had to capture me and make me move to their tune. If I reached the end of the chessboard, I could transform into anyone with enough power to create checkmate.

But the main problem lye in getting to the end of the board.

One man held my life.

The other man held my heart.

And both were viable for me to win the game.

Which one was I going to choose?

Black or white?