She could only pick at her food. Her stomach couldn't take it, after the beating it took. She had indeed executed that tyrannical bastard, but it didn't sit right with her. It's what she hated about this job.... She had a conscience. She hated killing the inmates, especially the ones she befriended. Her thoughts transferred to Light, and she shuddered. She didn't want to kill him, either.
Nicholaus, a guard at her तालिका, टेबल and very good friend, looked up at her shudder. "You OK, Sadaris?" he asked. Whenever it was a सवाल about her health, they used her last name. They all knew her first...
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