The following days were filled with uncertainty, and Seraphine felt herself pulled in two directions. Kairos had been patient, understanding, but Azrael had become more insistent, more desperate for her full commitment. The choice she had been avoiding was now an inescapable truth.
But the reality was, there was no choosing. There was no one or the other.
She wasn't meant to walk a single path. She was meant for both.
The decision came to her in the stillness of the night, when the city was quiet, and the weight of everything - Azrael, Kairos, the magic, the choices - finally settled into place.
She had always been afraid of losing one of them, but what she realized now was that she couldn't lose herself in the process. She had to choose herself. The path she walked would be difficult, filled with challenges and heartache, but it would be her own.
The next day, she called both Azrael and Kairos to meet her in the tower, her heart pounding in her chest as she prepared to face the truth. This was the moment when everything would change. And she had to be ready.