“Who do you choose Raylana?” comes Akatsuki’s voice, “The people who took you in, away from your resentful family or the people who accepted you and cared for you even after all the things you did. Choose wisely Raylana, because once you decide, that decision will be final.”
I look at two groups beside me. One of which I have lived with for the past twenty-five years and the others that have made me what I am now. I look at my father with his outstretched hand who has raised me with a care that I didn’t know I needed and then I look at Jake with his out-stretched hand who could possibly be my mate and who took care of me and vouchered for me, even after all the things I had done.
I lift my hand up and extend it to the group of people I chose, “I choose…”