the tense atmosphere inside the commander’s tent felt like it could snap at any moment. lexa stood tall, her posture rigid, while you paced back and forth, her footsteps harsh against the cold ground. the glow of the nearby fire barely touched the frost in your eyes.

“how could you?”

your voice was sharp, barely concealing your rage.

“how could you abandon us again?”

lexa didn’t flinch, her face unreadable as always.

“It was necessary. I made the choice that was best for my people.”

“your people?”

you spat, turning to face her.

“What about mine? I trusted you, lexa. After everything we’ve been through, I thought—”

lexa‘s jaw tightened, a flash of something—guilt, frustration—flickering in her eyes before it disappeared behind her mask.

“Your trust does not dictate my decisions. I lead for the survival of all my people. I cannot afford to be swayed by sentimentality.”

your laughter was bitter, your expression twisting with disbelief.

“Sentimentality? Is that what you think this is? I trusted you because I thought you cared, because I thought we could actually work together. But you don’t care, do you? Not about anyone but yourself.”

lexa‘s voice remained calm, but her eyes darkened.

“You think I don’t care? Everything I do is for my people. That includes keeping you alive, even when you insist on making reckless decisions.”

you stepped closer, the anger radiating between you.

“Keeping me alive? You’ve betrayed me more times than I can count. You left us to die at Mount Weather, and now you’ve done it again!”

you continue, shooking your head, your eyes burning with unshed tears.

“You always think you know best, don’t you? You always think you’re in control, but guess what, Lexa? You’re not. You’re just as lost as the rest of us. The difference is, you’ll destroy everything around you before you admit it.”

lexa’s gaze snapped back to you, her voice low and dangerous.

“And you’ll get everyone killed if you don’t stop letting your emotions dictate every move.