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"I've got to get to work, I'm already late." She may have been confused over her current predicament but she was certain of one thing, change was dangerous. As numbing as her daily routine was it was safe, it kept her from the harm of the truth and that was enough.

She felt herself repeating history as she took a step back, shaking his grip off of her wrist preparing to run away from the one thing that seemed to make sense in her life.

"No." his voice was sturdy, his eyes still zoned onto the cracks of the ground as she felt the sides of herself being pulled from two directions.

"I can't get in trouble," She expecting him to nod his head, to understand and let her go leaving her to be a memory he'd eventually forget, but he didn't. He held his stance, his posture keeping her there while his eyes refused to look at her, he wouldn't let her be.

"If I'm later then I already am then they'll kill me." She wished she could say that she was over exaggerating, but with the way reality seemed to loathe her she had no idea what the consequences could be.

"Then don't go," He finally looked up, the absence of his brown eyes affecting her more than she wanted to admit, "You can't be late if you don't show up."

She didn't mask her shock, the absolute horror of what he suggested being reflected on her face. She'd been living out the same day for years, the fact that everyday was a clean slate the only thing that had kept her from losing her mind. Never had there been a time that she had simply skipped work, that she was almost positively sure of. Though her past was so far away from her grasp she'd convinced herself that she couldn't have done anything other than what she'd been told so many years before.

"I-I couldn't possibly do that, I'll be dead." Audelia felt her breathe speed up, her hands clammy and face red, she was scared.

"Come with me Lia, you said you wanted to know who I am so let me show you." The nickname seemed to caste some sort of charm over her nerves, she froze when it left his lips completely losing sight of the intensity of what he was asking.

She knew she'd heard that name before yet every time she tried to probe deeper into the revelation it vanished, always one step away.

"I barely know you, I can't trust you." Logic did it's best to overcome the urgent interest to let him show her who he was, and maybe in turn give her some insight on parts of herself she thought were lost to the wind.

"So you can trust them? Trust a government that has taken so much from you?" This was the first time Orion had let his simmering anger seep out, the way his fist clenched evidence that he had no regard for the world they'd been raised to praise.

"I don't know who to trust that's the problem!" Her head was pounding in her skull, the beats in rhythm with her heart. She'd never been so torn in between what she knew and what she yearned to learn, she was bewildered.

"Lia," Once more his hand found hers as she leaned into his touch, it was almost like he knew exactly how to make her melt at his feet,"Give me a chance, there's so much you need to know."

She still felt skeptical even as a majority of her was determined to know the secrets he held in his hooded eyes. She'd never had someone to hold her hand, the loneliness something she'd grown accustomed too, yet now she wondered how she ever could've survived.

"I just don't know if it's what's right." To be completely honest she didn't know what was right, but she still felt the smallest feeling of caution as he openly asked her to escape a life she'd always wished to be free of.

"Don't think about what is right Lia, think about what you want, what you need to feel happy." She took his words and placed them next to her heart, knowing very well that none of her options could truly bring her happiness, not when so much of her was gone. The true question was what would help her feel content, even if it was merely for a few hours. With her mind following two completely different paths she came to the obvious conclusion, one that even if she were to die she couldn't regret.

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