Caught in a Fishbowl

Intro

I was always the one against choosing. Ever since I was a kid, choices seemed to fly by my head and I never had a say. Even simple choices, like what to order at a restaurant was easier said then done. I had never had to choose between the one I love and the one who is good for me. Not like this. And this wasn’t the way I wanted it to end.
I know that if I didn’t let my heart love so easily, perhaps this never would have happened. I mean, how can someone care so much? All i wanted was to run away.
Yet again, if I didn’t move to Nanaimo then I wouldn’t be in this mess. And perhaps if I was smarter, all of this could have been avoided.
And now two clans both looked at me, as I stood in the middle, feeling my heart break in two.
FML.