Little daydreams about the what-ifs that surrounded her. What if there was more to life than revenge and lies? What if the Anarchists and the Renegades didn’t have to be in constant war? What if Adrian Everhart wasn’t her enemy and his fathers hadn’t failed her, and her life could revolve around gossiping with Ruby and laughing at Oscar’s jokes and not being afraid of every butterfly she passed, and every time she felt her heart patter at the sight of Adrian it wouldn’t feel like a betrayal of everyone she cared about? But that life would never come to pass. Not for her.
