Characters Included: Rude, mentions of Tifa
Prompt: 30) Death
Word Count: 102
There were times when I would let the things in my job destroy my family. I would beat myself up over my sins, let that guilt take control.
Tifa would always yell at me when I did that, explain to me that my job didn’t make me a bad person. My actions may have been bad, but my heart was good.
Every time I went on an assignment and I took someone’s life, watched the light drain from their eyes and watched them take their last breath, I tried to remember her words, repeating them like a mantra inside of my head.