"Your choice, Officer Sun."
She looks left, to the view screen and a child sleeping among many, dark hair stark against a red background…
…her lover, angular face broken at the nose, one eye swelled shut and the other looking at her now. He'd fought them well, belying his age, but he'd lost. He waited in a chair, hands tied behind him.
Her heart thumps in her chest, in her ears. Her face, stone.
"Talyn…" Firm, resolute.
"Do it." His good eye focuses on the view screen. Their child. One among many, dark against a red background.
A pistol is pressed into her hand, and she finds her mark.
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