I was then conflicted with a choice. I so dearly wanted to pour my heart out to her. I wanted her to sail in the waves of thoughts that roared in my mind. I wanted her the trek on the vast mountains of my worries. As much as i wanted to do all these, i had another choice - this second choice was to not allow her to worry and not inform her of anything on the subject. This would not lessen her risk of being in danger, but it would not bring stress to an innocent soul like Kate.
These monsters have shown their hand. They thought they could toy with my emotions. They thought they were the only one who has the will power to get whatever they want by whatever mean necessary - or not so necessary.
I then felt something click within. I felt anger. I was not angry, but i felt anger. I felt a s
