*Arealla*
“What is the third option?” I asked Marcus.
Because I knew him. I knew that there had to be something that made sense. There was no way that Marcus was going to put impossible choices in front of me. And definitely not ones where I just died either way.
Marcus took a deep breath. And I knew that I wasn’t going to like what he had to say.
“Go back with them,” Marcus started to say.
“Marcus!” I threw my hands up in the air as I spun away from him. “What part of that makes sense?”
It was the same thing as option number two. And it meant that we would both just be in excruciating pain. It meant that we would just suffer.
Not to mention, it was the exact thing that I just didn’t want to do. I didn’t want to go back with them, I didn’t want to go back to the Crystal Mist. And who would?