Encountered Encounter

Chapter 1: Tragedy

I saw her.

I saw him.

Her eyes- the first thing that I saw and those which made a great impact on my whole being, piercing through the flesh and touching my very soul.

His eyes- those were his prime assets, intricately shaped as if carefully painted within hours. Looking right back at him gives me the calmness of the ocean.

She sips her coffee in a trained and sharp manner.

I never took the time to break my stare at him as I drank my coffee. As I placed the cup back down the saucer, he made no move to drink his tea.

I ordered some tea yet failed to take a single sip from it. In the contest for attention, she wins over anything in this world.

He still continues to look at me lovingly as I stood up; the action that should commence my purpose. I took an hesitant step and I was surprised it turned out to be the usual 'me' step.

I saw her stand up with no hesitation. I know this is the start from the way she looks when she is really sure of what to do. She walks the beeline to my direction with the precise steps and elegant poise that she always carries around with her, the thing that I won't ever forget about her- it makes me go gawking at her like a child seeing his favorite robot being  alive. I adored her and I always will.

I have to admit that he is a spectacle through my eyes. I see only him amidst the crowd of strangers and maybe not all strangers as I was focused at the current situation at hand. I still adore him, I always will.

These ignorant people still doesn't notice the tension between us. For we are good actors, years and years of perfect experience pays it all.

 I must kill him now. I know there are a lot of casualties, but there is no other chance. This is the perfect timing. I will do it without these ignorant people noticing. I have been trained to do this.

I know she is going to kill me. Yes, in the middle of all these people she intends to do that. For the last time, I am still bewildered by this strong-willed woman.

I am now more confident of what I'm about to do. The first step is the hardest part and it all gets easier. I must end his life before they know him. before they themselves inflict a lot more pain on him.

I know I have to die but I didn't expect it would be her who would have to do this.

I am now what they call a killer yet I'm also a wife of a syndicate leader.

I'm what they call a sinner and this is my verdict. I was a poor man who became a syndicate leader.