I cried.
Looking back it was to much. It had been obvious what was happening. Obvious that Jace had become more than my best friend. Obvious that he had gotten to close to my heart. Obvious that he loved me. And worst of all obvious that I loved him back.
I had been so caught up in the mystery he presented. Who was he? Why was he so evasive? What was his story? So caught up in his past that I couldn't tell what was happening in the present. And all of it was even worse because I couldn't do the one thing that I knew I had to.
Choose.
And that was the most selfish part. The worst part wasn't that I had Tyler a faithful boyfriend of two years whom I had planned to marry. The worst part wasn't that it would kill him to know that I had fallen in love with someone else. The worst part wasn't that Jace would have to love me while I was still in love with Tyler. No.
The worst part was that I knew, absolutely knew, that if I didn't choose one I would lose them both. I began to sob. On the brink of hysteria. Then a thought hit me that sobered me up real quick.
I might not even get the liberty of choosing.
Because Jace was going to die.
Just saying this was my first post. So...That's it
