432 The Answer

"I… hope you can appreciate the fact that you didn't really give me an easy choice to make," I said, hearing every syllable I spoke like a deafening explosion, it was like every sound was magnified to eleven, crickets, leaves, words, all of it. "Then again, nothing about you has been easy, hasn't it? Summoning you here, getting your help, and now setting you free, it's… it's really been a hard time with you, y'know?" 

She wasn't listening. For sure, she wasn't paying any attention… and, but of course, why should she in the first place? It was a simple yes-no equation, what I had to say had no weight anyway, no significance whatsoever. There was no doubt she was thinking that.

It's why she can look at me the way that she does, put on that snobbish air with no fear of repercussions because nothing else matters once the decision has been made.