PART II: WHERE THINGS ESCALATE
Choices
“Have you ever felt like the world is conspiring against you?” the villain asked, “and when you push back and start to fight, suddenly everyone turned their back against you?”
His cold fingertips with claws as nails and sharp as knives hovered over my face like it burned to touch my skin. I breathed when his claw reached my neck and with one single move it could cause me death, but his eyes, flickered with mischief, suddenly pulled away and smiled bitterly.
“You could have chosen to do the right thing,” I replied softly, hiding the fear in my voice, “why would you choose selfish decisions?”
He smiled, his teeth baring and almost threatening to snap but his eyes moistened with tears but not enough to make it fall. Like he managed to always stop hi
