Ana picks her pen and brought the clean sheet closer to her sight. She prepared her hands to write something but came up with nothing. How do you advice a man who wants to kill his father to not kill his father yet not sound like you want everything he has built to come to ruins in the hands of his father?
She relaxed into her chair the weight of the words he had dropped now resting on her shoulders. Her appetite was long gone and she didn't even know what to do at the moment. What sort of life has he lived to have to even have to consider killing his own father and his cousins as well?
What sort of things had the man done? What sort of difficult choice had he been forced to make in the past?
