I wish I had never spoke to her. When she asked me, “Is there anyone you like?” I should’ve ignored her, yet like the fool I was responding with, “Yeah, I do. Actually it’s someone you know very well.” I never meant for her to think I had every liked her, yet a simple misunderstanding led to something so nauseating to think of. She became obsessed, maddened with the idea that I “liked” her. She be...

As the bustling sound of conversation and laughter echoed throughout the dining hall, I faltered my gaze to his. How could I even begin? As I stared into his eyes, he was no longer a man, but a boy. A boy who would shout with glee of his dream to be a royal knight, who would run up and down the harbor and tell the townspeople of who he’d become. A boy who had begged me to join in on his dream. A b...