Status: Donee
Choice
At The Altar
There was always a choice.
She has the man next to her. His careless, arrogant, good looks light up the room. The smile when he looks at her is one of infinite adoration. It’s hard to believe that she had once loathed this ego.
But there was someone else. He might not be anything like the other, however, still…
But he was only a friend to her. He meant nothing else. And she’d never forgiven him. Not when he said that forbidden word.
Mudblood.
She turns to the first. This is what she wants. To be with him.
Is it?
She has the man next to her. His careless, arrogant, good looks light up the room. The smile when he looks at her is one of infinite adoration. It’s hard to believe that she had once loathed this ego.
But there was someone else. He might not be anything like the other, however, still…
But he was only a friend to her. He meant nothing else. And she’d never forgiven him. Not when he said that forbidden word.
Mudblood.
She turns to the first. This is what she wants. To be with him.
Is it?