A Simple Truth (The Freckled Fate #2)

by Tetyana Walker

“If the generosity of my friends bothers you, General, then I’d suggest having a conversation with your friends about giving you better gifts,” Finn spat out at last, severing the silence between us.

Because, the truth was, sometimes good didn’t conquer evil. Sometimes, to win a war, to overcome the world—you’d have to be the biggest evil of them all.

Deep inside, I knew the General was right, and I hated myself for it. Every war has a price—yes, one I would not recompense with the lives of many. But one I would gladly pay with my own.

I was Finnleah, Daughter of the Dead. I was a survivor. I was a warrior. I had endured this far, and I would endure more. Now and forever. I would not yield.

I was Finnleah, Daughter of the Dead. I was the wielder of Justice. And I did not yield.

My heart went still for a moment, and the world quieted around me.

Here, amidst the lifeless desert, the midnight sky and the silver moon, amidst the infinite red dunes now laid a clear fact. One that I could no longer deny, that I no longer wanted to deny. A simple truth. I was in love with Finnleah. Deeply, wholeheartedly, entirely.

“Sometimes we hold on to our hurt for so long, that it becomes somewhat of a comfort to us.

“Because I fucking love you, Finnleah! Because my whole soul trembles in your presence, my heart bleeds when you are away, and air burns like acid when you are not close. Because there isn’t a price I wouldn’t pay for you. I’d start a million more wars for you. I’d burn this whole fucking world down if it meant you’d be near.”

“So yes, I started a war for you, and I’d start a million more. I’d kill for you. I’d die for you. I would do anything you wish me to. You are the one I love, Finnleah. You are the one I desire. You are the one that holds the entirety of my body and soul. And if that’s not enough, then please tell me what is.”