-Chris-
I gazed at Octavia, utterly shocked. This was not what I had anticipated, and when I confessed to her that I had given up, all the guilt surged to the surface. I chose to confide in her because I didn’t believe she would divulge it to anyone else and because I knew she was the only one who would truly understand.
Yet, she just stared at me blankly, as if there were nothing behind her eyes, and with an emotionless tone, she had conveyed... No, she had demonstrated that I had nothing to truly feel guilty about.
I despised that she had approached it in this manner, but she had offered some perspective, and I sat there stunned for a few seconds, simply observing her.
I’m the soldier, Chris. You are the survivor. Her words reverberated within me, echoing repeatedly as we locked eyes
