Author's Note: I'm back with another drabble! Yep, this one's about Korea- but don't write it off as totally cliche yet. At least read it first, okay? :)
I turn from the cave with my sibling, glancing backward once. Amy sinks to the ground, tearful. Her brother stares after us, eyes alight with rage, and that foolish old man stares down, (sym)pathetic.
Should I feel guilty? For leaving innocent people to die?
No, nobody is innocent in this race. They would have betrayed us eventually.
Am I to feel sorry for forming an alliance, giving false hope, then dashing it against sharp rocks? Should I feel pity, regret, a pang of remorse for the plan to take and break her heart?
No, I believe that's my brother's job.
Author's Note: And SURPRISE! Natalie talking about Korea, not Ian! So... not AS cliche. (I know, I already did the "make them think I'm talking about Ian and Amy but not really" thing, but this is a bit different, right?) Anyway, review, please! :)
~Lily