His obsession
*
I stepped inside and stopped awkwardly in the middle of the room, like a misplaced piece of furniture.
He shut the door and moved behind his desk, settling into the chair like this was just another business discussion.
*"Sit. Why are you standing?"*
I sat across from him, hands folded tightly in my lap.
He asked the question I'd been dreading since yesterday.
*"Did you decide?"*
*"Umm… yeah,"* I said, barely above a whisper.
He leaned back slightly, eyes narrowing.
*"Stop whispering. I'm not killing you here, am I?"* His voice was firm. Unyielding. *"Say it properly. Say it like you're sure. I don't want half-hearted answers and a load of regret from you later."*
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