Prologue

Choices.

We've always had them, at least that's what Carmen liked to think.

We always had the choice of what we wanted to make a career out of.

We had the choice of what we wanted to name our children.

Even simple things like what we wanted to have for dinner that night.

But sometimes we are put into scenarios where we have to make the most terrifying choices.

Because the alternative is far too painful; too impossible.

That's what Carmen was faced with right now. Standing between someone who wants her dead, and someone else who loved her deeply.

The blood of the person who loved her so deeply was spilling out onto the floor. People were yelling things but the only thing that Carmen could hear was the sound of her sister crying and screaming for her not to make any choice at all coming from her earpiece. It was deafening, but Carmen knew what she had to do.

There was only one decision she could make in that moment, because she would die before choosing anything else.

Despite Ainsleys cries and pleads coming from the earpiece, Carmen straightened and turned to her villain.

She had made her decision and she now knew what she was going to do.