When Myrnin brought Claire back in last breath, she made a choice that will change her life forever... Clyrin!
Chapter 1: Waiting
Claire's POV:
I took in a deep, ragged, impossibly real breath. My heart was beating unevenly, and my whole body hurt. How did I have a body? I was dead, this couldn't be real.
But it was, and as the shock wore off, I noticed the cold movement through my veins. I heard Myrnin's voice in my head, telling me to choose between humanity and eternity.
His voice was the only thing left to hear, and his love was the only thing left to feel.
I made a choice.
Eve's POV:
I was waiting for something to happen, silent tears streaking down my face. I looked over at Shane, who was silent. His face was set hard, but his eyes were cloudy with unshed tears. I could deal with any form Claire came back in, but Shane? I had no answer.
Myrnin's lips parted and he seemed to be speaking in an old language. The language of the dead? Was that even possible?
I turned my attention towards Claire's still form and saw her chest rise and fall, just once. I squeezed Shane's hand and prayed for her to come back to us...
Shane's POV:
I was waiting for a sign. Anything to say she was alive, warm, human, the Claire I knew and loved. I wouldn't think about the possibility that she would change. Couldn't.
She was my Claire, the love of my life, and I should be happy that there was even a chance for her to return, but as Mrynin held on to her and began to murmur, I felt a stab of jealousy. Was he poisoning her mind? Did she even have a choice? Was it better if she had a choice but chose him instead?
Maybe I should just give up. If I couldn't love her as a vampire, maybe I didn't love her enough to be with her at all. Maybe she would love him instead. That would kill me, knowing that she chose him instead of me.
Eve squeezed my hand and I waited for the answer to these questions.
Myrnin's POV:
I tried to let her make her own choice, but kept a watch on her mind. During this process, she would see me, all of me, and I hoped that my feelings did not change her mind.
I thought about Amelie. What would she say about this? She would probably call me a fool, say that Claire would always choose the human boy, but I would not let her die. Could not.
She was a bright spark in this world of grey, and her heart was just too pure to risk. As I was thinking this, I heard her make her choice, and my eyes filled with the ghost of tears.
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