Her fingers found the edge of his shirt, curling there, as if holding onto something fragile, this moment, maybe. No one was gonna understand her wild emotions. This was something she had never experienced, being loved like this.
Since she was just a baby, she has spent her entire life of 30+ years in an assassin camp completing all kinds of missions. The only thing she had in mind was killing and setting the records straight.
The man who had always been her boyfriend and thought that's how relationships were had personally killed her after attaining what he had been desiring. She hadn't expected him to be using her and thought that's how most relationships were, but being beside this man, she learned a lot of things she didn't know; she was experiencing foreign feelings she never knew existed.
The way he was keen, supportive, and gentle towards her made her eyes glisten with tears.
