Synopsis: Where the Truth Lies

Damn it.
She was standing with her back to me, watching intently as the rain painted an ever changing pattern on the cold glass. She was silent, not making a sound. So what was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I force myself to take the next two steps inside the room? It wasn’t as if I had never done this before.
In my world, everyone has their place. Or so I was taught.
But this was different. I could feel it as soon as I opened the door.
Don’t get attached. That’s the first thing they teach you if you want to be a Hunter. Don’t speak to them. Don’t look them in the eye.
You’re either a Hunter,
Her shoulders tensed and I knew she heard me hovering in the doorway. Besides the tightening in her shoulders there was no outward sign that she had heard me. Her posture was stiff; defensive. Her jaw clenched tightly. I watched her fingers pull at the fabric of her sleeve, and noted that nervous habit.
Or you’re the hunted.
“Welcome to the observance ward.”
What they’d never told me is that lines can blur.
She was staring at me intently, her eyes riveted on mine, seeming to burn into me with the intensity of her stare. “What exactly,” she spoke slowly and in a measured manner. “About any of this is a necessity?”
I had no answer.
To a point where you are incapable of choosing what’s the right thing to do.
If I had been smart I would have just left, instead of giving myself another chance to care. I wouldn’t have pushed her feet out of the way and sat down next to her. I would have turned around and left.
But I wasn’t, so I didn’t.
What happens when you can’t trust yourself?
And even though it was completely insane, I took his hand.
What happens when you find out it’s all a lie?