Choices

Tynan’s dark gaze seemed to undress me before him, the black emptiness of his eyes still too much for me to handle or to look at.

We stood in the same office, the same carpet, and the same desk. I held back the bile that forced its way into my mouth. There was even a stain left on the carpet. I forced my eyes to avoid this area. There would be no way that I would be able to look at it without breaking down.

An array of paperwork lay on Tynan’s desk littering the space, and making it look cluttered. I instead focussed on that. There was nothing else in the room I could focus on that would allow me to remain impartial and reasonable. It was if Tynan used this and tried to break me apart. I felt his magic brush my mind and then move towards Deakin. Panic flared in my chest. What if he found out about us? What would he do?

A cold smile touched his lips.

“Deakin, so nice to see you back with the living,” Tynan said icily, as if this new