Decisions in the Dark

Katya

"I knew you would make the right decision. With this, you would have completely avenged your parents' deaths."

Today, Mr. Jones, the middle aged chairman of the board, was in a black suit, paired with a tie that was almost choking his nonexistent neck.

Small rectangular glasses were perched on the bridge of his nose, his browning teeth flashed more widely.

He was quite ecstatic, seated across from me at the round table, his eyes focused on me like a hawk, as though he were afraid that I would back out.

But he needn't worry.

The moment I got that letter, I had made a decision, and had no intention of changing it.

I tilted my chin, the army green turtle-neck and beige jacket making me appear more formidable, with the flaming matte red lipstick which made my lips bolder.

My hair was swept upwards in a sleek ponytail, accentuating my high cheekbones and almond eyes, made prominent by a cat designed eyeliner.

"I'm aware of that."

My reply was colder than expected, carrying with it th