This is written in Maxon's POV and its my first one so it might be bad...
In the corner of my eye I see the guard pointing his gun at America. I've got to save her! I can't lose my true love! When I jump infront of her the guard shoots, typical. He was using America as bait so he could shoot me. But there was no blood.
Except America's sky blue gown started to turn a bloody red. She got shot. Again. Why did I choose Kriss? It was America. I couldn't live without her, it was her I wanted to raise a family with and grow old with and rule over Illéa with her.
I had to get her! I had to stop her being in pain!
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I wake up in a safe room...without my America. I really wish I didn't pick Kriss. What if America died? What if my selection could never be finished? I don't know how long I've been here for. I cry myself into a dreamless sleep.
I groggily awake from what felt like 100 years and next to me sat a very tired America. My America!! She smiled as my eyes turned onto her ice blue eyes. Quickly I run into one knee and said "You are my everything America. My heart will never be the same without you, will you have the honour to be my wife?"
