’ et tu brute? ‘
——— whatever.
they’re all just scared.
fine by her.
because if someone’s not on her side?
it means they’re against her.
and if they’re against her? she has absolutely
no reason in hell and beyond to keep them breathing.
her hands raise up in mock surrender.
but a cold smirk finds her lips
betrayer.
enemy.
a little bloodshed isn’t much.
but it’s a pity, someone she liked to consider…
a friend.
yet there is no other option.
she can’t risk an enemy who knows too much.
an enemy who knows her all too well.
a tut of her tongue.