When the war is won

ANNETTE'S POV

I had left the room in which Nava was confined. Staying there any longer would make me do something I may regret. I found her little show of remorse disgusting. Blaming people for your actions is only manipulative. 

We all have a choice, it's why we get to decide and whatever decision we come up with, we stick to it making us liable to whatever consequence accompanies it. 

"Ann." 

I heard Ethan call out to me. It seemed he had followed behind me into the passageway.

Steps paused, 

"Hey," I said, turning to him.

"Are you okay?" He asked me.

"I am," I said, 

"Are you sure?" He asked again.

"I am sure," I answered.

"Okay. I was– wondering if you– would like to go for a walk?" He asked, 

"To see more people asleep?" I asked, 

"You sound like I am a terrible person." He said, 

"That's the point exactly, you are not." I looked deep into his eyes while I uttered this response.