I am no martyr. I did not give him up to my sister. I lost him in a battle that never begun.
I had accepted the outcome. I had moved on.
Now he wants more.
Only, it is not just him and I anymore.
I lied. I betrayed. And now I was about to kill.
Falling for the enemy is never a pretty story. But what do you do when you're the enemy and the one you fall for is a hero?