Unwilling Assassin

This is about a woman who will do anything to protect her son. Even if he has no idea who she is.

A cold chill swept across the little town. A chill that matched that of the feeling that just trickled down the spine of a woman that did not belong there. She slunk towards the little house at the edge of the circle of the inner recesses of the town.

She crept into the house, silent as always, and with the ease of someone practiced in the art of secrecy, walked toward her victim.

Swallowing the bile that always found its way into her throat right before she completed her task, she plunged the dagger through the young man's heart.

The only thought in her mind as she left the house was, "I do this for love. For love... not hatred... I'm not a monster. Not truly."

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