Maybe some more discerning YA readers out there could let me know what they think? I don't need a critique, as I know it's not perfect**, but I'm just looking for a general yay or nay.
Sure, it might be a brave thing to give up on something that would make me blissfully happy – that had already brought me so much light in the darkness - but could it be considered heroic if I wasn’t going to remember what I’d lost? Judging by the dizzying nausea that blurred my vision, I don’t think I’d be as inclined to make the same decision knowing I’d experience a prolonged, rip-out-your-gut aftermath.
My mind reeled, still playing through a dozen scenarios as it tried to preserve the future it had already grown so accustomed to. I’d already made up my mind, but that didn’t seem to make the actual deed any simpler. It’s not every day you say goodbye to the only thing you ever hoped beyond hope was possible.
I opened my mouth to speak the words that I knew would cut deeper than the sharpest surgical steel blade.
Let me know what you think. Tell me the truth (uh, kindly). I can take it.
*This is exactly why I'm not letting him near the book until I've got an agent...
**But hey, if you think it's perfect, feel free to say so ;)