Looking around the room and registering the words that have been spoken so far, it becomes painfully real what the Council's final decision is. They will force us to reject each other, they will kill our love and I honestly don't see a way out of this, not without causing more damage than good.
Do you know that moment when you can literally feel your blood running cold and slowly draining away from your brain? Yeah, that same moment before a total blackout, this is what I'm experiencing now. and honestly I'm panicking even more because I don't want to be that weakling that faints.
I would hate to give those bastards the satisfaction of seeing me defeated, so NO, I will not faint and I will not cower despite what happens. I will leave this room with my head held high like the f*****g Pri
