The Choice — Stella Gray

On the day my husband and I committed to each other, I didn't wear a white dress.

We didn't exchange rings.

There was no audience or minister to witness our union.

Only the two of us.

We swore to put each other first, to take on the evils our families had perpetuated together. Side by side.

But that was before the past returned to haunt us.

Now everything has changed.

Stefan can't have both his past and my future.

I can't ask him to choose.

And neither of us can do what has to be done without the other. It's an impossible choice, but we've run out of time.