Why Did They Feel So Confident Dismissing Me in the Mess Hall When I Held Their Future in My Hands?

The Marine’s words cut through the ambient noise, a small, sharp remark that seemed to echo.

“Look who’s here, playing officer,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips.

I felt a silent ripple pass through me, his confidence in dismissing me unsettling.

He didn’t realize that his fate, his unit’s future, rested in my hands.

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