“Is that what I did?” I ask. My voice small despite trying to convey how little I like that phrase and the way it makes it seem like our relationship was some sort of compromise. “Forced you to make a choice? Got you to abandon all your viable options?” “There were no options before you, princess. No choices to be made. Just you, me and the connection that’s existed between us since you chose dare instead of truth. You sealed our fate that day and neither of us knew it until our lips met.”
