Roisin
Olivine's words came like a death sentence. "You have two days, Roisin. Two days to decide if you want to be with me... or Visaris."
I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even respond before he turned on his heel and left the room. The soft click of the door behind him echoed through the space, leaving me alone with the silence and my guilt.
He didn’t even give me the chance to reason with him, to explain that I wasn’t trying to hurt him. But I knew deep down that he had every right to be upset. This strange, inexplicable pull toward Visaris... it wasn’t fair to Olivine. He deserved better than to be second choice, to always wonder where he stood in my heart.
I sank onto the bed, my mind whirling. Two days. How was I supposed to make such a life-altering decision in just two days? The m
