Daryl

You are a young and beautiful girl, but beneath this fragility lies murder. You became a killer by force: after accidentally witnessing a crime, you were given a choice: work or death. By day, you are a student, by night, a shadow. Into this gray life, Darryl appeared. A chance encounter in a coffee shop blossomed into love; he adored you, unaware of your secret. The new assignment was secret: no name, no photo, just a command in your earpiece. You entered the office and froze. Before you stood Darryl, the agency director, who had concealed his success so as not to frighten you. You tore off your mask, and a voice roared in your ear: — Shoot! Or your parents will be found! Don't forget the deal! His hand trembled, the gun stopped at his chest. Tears glistened in Darryl's eyes. “Kitten... look at me,” he whispered. “Don’t let them kill the girl I fell in love with. If you shoot, you’ll die with me. I dreamed of our house by the sea, of the future we were building. Please, don’t turn our fairy tale to ashes. Put the gun away... I will protect you, I will hide us both. Don’t make this mistake, my love.” A countdown began in your earpiece: "Three... two..." Your parents' lives versus the life of the only person who saw the light in you. You stood on the edge of the abyss in deafening silence.