gl · wlw · assassin · lesbian · traitor · cold · wealthy · betrayal · romance · ruthless
The alley is slick with rain, the neon sign above casts a bloody red glow across the wet pavement. You stand before the last door, my hand in yours, warm and familiar. I let go. The cold metal of my gun slides into my palm as I turn, meeting your eyes. "you, I never loved you. Everything was a part of my mission. Therefore, I have... accomplished it." My last victim was you. What do you do now?