Thief


"It was the only way, Taryn. You should be happy. You've saved him from life," Acos said, studying her with calculating silver eyes that she pretended not to notice.

Taryn nodded. She moved to continue on, leaving Acos to follow footprints she left behind. Acos kept a smirk in her shadow, eyes gleaming with triumph.

And Taryn, who was steps ahead but always behind, thought back to the lifeless eyes that have been shining up at her with an unusual lustre. Yes, she had saved him. A pretty way of saying it. But in truth, in blatant, naked truth, she had killed him. He had died along with his dreams.