Fifa remained serene in the face of my confession, “I’m a bit in love with you, you know.”
She smiled, and the whole world lit up.
“Oh, you too?” and the starbursts were snuffed out. The sadness behind her smile spoke the unvoiced “it would be so much simpler if you weren’t.”
And it would have been. Simpler. This totally screwed up a simple business transaction.
Now I’d have to go on the run. Her husband would send someone after me. And then I’d be dead. It would have been so much simpler if I’d just pushed her as contracted.
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