One evening, kleia invited Vito to her apartment. She had decided she needed to talk to him., to finally confront the feelings that have been building inside her.
When Vito arrived, there was no time for small talk. Kleia at the window, her arms crossed., staring out at the city below.
" I've thought about it a lot" she began, her voice steady, but tinged with uncertainty. " and I don't know what I'm supposed to do everything I thought I wanted.... It's all changed"
Vito watched her closely, his expression unreadable " I'm not asking you to make any decisions now, kleia. I just want you to know that I'm here for you, no matter what you choose."
She turned to face him, her eyes searching his. " what you're asking me to choose and that's not fair. Put me into a world I don't understand, a world I don't belong. I don't know if I can live like that.
Vito's jaw clenched, but his eyes softened. " you don't have to live like that. I'm willing to step away from everything, for you. But I need to know that you want me to."
Kleia looked at him, feeling the weight of his words. " I want to believe you." She whispered." but I don't know if I can. I don't know if I can trust you."
