*Saoirse*

Five days…

My mind was racing as I pondered the information the messenger had just given Rhys and me. I glanced up at Rhys, but he wasn’t staring at me either.

The air between us was thick with tension as we both decided what to do. Tension came from the fact that we both knew we wouldn’t agree on what needed to be done.

I didn’t care. It was too late for that. It was too late to sit and debate, argue, and fight over what was right and ...