Freya
The room felt like it was caving in, the walls closing around me as the weight of my decision bore down on my chest. I couldn’t believe it had come to this. My heart pounded violently, every beat a reminder of the life-or-death choice I had to make. I didn’t want to choose; I couldn’t choose. Yet, here I was, forced to decide between my own life and his. Grey stood before me, his eyes wide with desperation, his voice cracking as he pleaded with me.
"Freya, please... don't do this. You know what this means. If you choose me, it's over. There's no going back," he begged, his voice trembling, filled with raw fear.
I wanted to scream, to shout that this wasn’t fair, that I shouldn’t have to make this decision. But all I could do was stand there, frozen, my breath hitching in my throat
