Solitary Lady

My refined brother, usually so composed, made his first-ever plea to me: “Hilise, I beg you, give your life for Gabrielle.” He asks this sacrifice for our stepsister, who shares no blood with us. “This is my first and final request.” Misery has been my constant companion, and now is no different. Upon my seventh betrayal and death, any lingering attachment finally vanished. “I’m relieved you remained true to your wretched nature.” No more will love sway me. This time, I will be the one to leave them behind.