Decision

FELIX

Nova stood on the opposite side of the street from her house, watching it burn. She was covered in nothing but a blanket. I watched the tears fall down her cheeks, and guilt rose within me. No one would have attacked her home if it wasn't for me. She didn't deserve such treatment.

People from a few blocks gathered to observe the flames. Some of them shook their heads in disbelief, and others snickered, enjoying the view. The firemen were doing everything they could, but the fire spread too quickly, consuming everything along the way. I wrapped my arm around Nova's waist and pulled her close.

"I'm sorry," I muttered, nuzzling her neck.

She faced me with a sad smile, wiping the tears from her cheek. "You have nothing to be sorry about. It's the people of this damn town who should apologize."

I knew she was hurt and angry, which made the blood boil in my veins. I looked around the crowd; the one who threw cans with burning gasoline inside Nova's house could be around them, and I co