!ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ
!ⁿᵒ ᵇˡˡᵏ ᴬᵁ
!ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
!ᵗᵃʳᵍᵉᵗ ˢⁿᵘᶠᶠʸ ˣ ᵃˢˢᵃˢⁱⁿ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
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The night sky was a magnificent sight, the stars glowing brightly in the velvety black backdrop. As they observed the heavenly spectacle together, however, a subtle but foreboding change in the atmosphere was imperceptible, yet palpable. Something was awry, yet it was uncertain what precisely. The girl's eyes were fixed on the form of her beloved companion, who was ignorant of the potential peril he may have been in. As the stars glimmered in the sky, their tale came to a mysterious and unexpected conclusion.
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"Y/N, you have been assigned a new mission as a hitman. We want you to execute a man named [Marc Snuffy].. We will be sending you a file about the target after this call."
On the surface, it seemingly appeared to be yet another mundane day for this seasoned assassin, one whose sharp skills and quick wit had facilitated the successful completion of numerous contracts in the past. Nonetheless, as soon as she received word from her agency regarding her new mission, her ears were left aghast, for it was not just any usual target-it happened to be her very own lover, the man she had cherished above all others. Now, she must take the monumental decision of following the contract and ridding herself of her beloved, or risking her career and rebelling against her employers
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In her personal chamber, ruminating on the gravity of her current predicament, our assassin finds her heart embroiled in a maelstrom of conflicting emotions, pondering whether to obey her current orders or choose the more challenging course of disobeying them. After some intense introspection, she eventually decides to carry out her assigned task. She invites her unsuspecting lover for a stargazing session under the guise of a romantic outing and waits for his arrival, still wrestling with her inner conflict.
Messages
My Love💞
Y/N:
Good morning Marc😚🌟
Do you wanna come stargazing with me tonight?
My Love💞
Good morning gorgeous😙💜
Sure! What time should I be there?
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In the tranquil setting, the girl and her partner shared an intimate moment, savoring each others' company and indulging in their favorite treats on the rooftop, the stars adorning the inky skies above them. The girl remained entrenched in thoughts about her new mission all throughout, unable to fully embrace the beauty of the moment and the presence of her beloved. While savoring the small yet valuable moments, her mind remained occupied, torn between love and duty, longing for a resolution that would appease both.
"Are you ok Y/N?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Just a lot going on.."
"Do you want to talk about it dear?"
"No need. I'm fine now, Let's just enjoy the moment shall we?"
As their time together drew to a close and the moment of intimacy began to fade, the girl's heart was embroiled in a maelstrom of conflicting emotion. Torn between her duty and her love, she struggled to find a solution that could appease both, seeking a resolution that would avoid the destruction of their love and the pain of regret. With a heavy heart, she made a choice, one that would potentially shatter her and her lover, the man she cherished above all else, but the alternative would be a life of continued anguish and torment.
As they reached the climax of their romantic moment, about to exchange a passionate kiss, the phone rung, startling the man and pulling his attention away. While his back was turned, the girl quickly pulled out a weapon, pointing it at his chest with steely resolve. At that moment, the weight of her decision loomed over her, forcing her to choose between her duty as an assassin and her love for the man who had her heart. In a move that could potentially shatter her in ways unimaginable, she made a choice.
As the man turned to face her in shock, the girl mustered a look of apologetic sorrow and spoke to the man, voicing her regret for what she was about to do. She shared her thoughts of how she had always cherished their moments together and how, despite the dire circumstances, the memories they had created were precious to her. With a tear in her eye, she prepared herself to carry out the deed, praying desperately for his forgiveness. With an understanding and yet melancholy look in his eyeshadow, he bid her farewell and thanked her for the moments they spent together. As he closed his eyes, the girl was overcome with an outpouring of emotion, her tears streaming down her face as she prepared to carry out her duty, praying for his forgiveness and for the strength to execute the deed.
"Y/N?... Dear what are you doing?"
"I'm so sorry Marc, but I have to. I really do love you and I don't mean to this... I'm so sorry."
"I understand. It's ok dear, I forgive you... Just do what you need to do, ok?"
"I can't Marc..."
The girl's heart was filled with weight, her stomach twisting with grief and guilt, as she summoned the courage to carry out her task. As the bullet met its mark, the man's body collapsed lifeless, and the girl's heart seemed to follow suit, her eyes locked on his corpse. With shock and disbelief setting in, she felt her very soul ripped out, a part of her dying alongside the man she had loved so deeply. With her body cold and her mind paralyzed by regret, the girl could only watch as her sorrow engulfed her.
The girl stood over the lifeless form of the man, her grief and regret spilling out like a flood, filling her mind and soul. Having completed her task but at a devastating cost, her thoughts raced with uncertainty and worry. In a moment of clarity, she realized she needed to vacate the premises before she was discovered, taking one final glance at the lifeless form of the man she had loved, a piece of her soul departing with him forever. With a heavy heart, she left the scene, hoping to flee from the agonizing anguish and shame that accompanied this event, knowing that the damage she caused was irreversible. With the image of the man's lifeless form forever ingrained in her memory, she ventured off into the unknown, her soul forever plagued with grief and remorse, wondering what lay ahead in this new dark reality.
As the girl stood over the lifeless body of her lover, grief and regret weighing on her mind, she was unaware that her life was also coming to an abrupt end. From afar, a silent but deadly marksman had his sight trained on her, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. With one swift shot, the girl's life came to an instant end. Her lifeless body collapsed to the ground, its final resting place beside that of the man she loved. As the sniper prepared to flee the scene, their story came to a tragic and unexpected conclusion.
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃.
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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞:
I feel like my writing had improved eversince I went to that journalism program lol. This was originally a monologue I submitted for my English assignment lol. (Idea from TikTok)
I really love it when readers comment random stuff on my books lol😆 they're hilarious🥹
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