Grace
When I was younger, one of the nuns used to tell me there were only two paths in life, and every choice you made would push you closer to one or the other. She said those choices had the power to change everything.
And right now, I could hear her voice echoing in my head.
Because even though Genesis was asking what sounded like a simple question, everyone in this elevator knew it wasn’t simple at all. She was comparing them. Apollo and River. The two men standing on opposite sides of me. Even Chase seemed to realize it.
But why bring River into this?
I understood why Apollo was dragged into it, Genesis knew there was something between us. But River? I didn’t understand that at all. River and I were just friends.
It didn’t matter. What mattered was answering without falling into
