We were not supposed to work today but… I couldn't afford to just sit at home and let my thoughts get the better of me. I needed something to do.
I sat behind my desk, staring at the monitor without really seeing what was on it. My thoughts kept drifting back to that place, to the fireplace, to Miko's voice saying it so casually. End him. Like she was talking about throwing out trash or canceling a meeting. Mana standing there, calm, unreadable, as if killing someone was just another option on a menu.
They talked about it like it was normal.
Like I was already dead and just didn't know it yet.
I forced myself to inhale slowly and then exhale, shoulders dropping as I tried to ground myself back in reality. I was at work. Behind a desk. In a building full of people, glass walls, security badges, cameras. Not in some cosmic mansion being discussed like a racehorse.
I looked down at the folder in front of me and finally gave myself something concrete to focus on.
