❝ For my partner of all times, Jon. ❞
Vera Lu is part of one of the deadliest gangs in New York City. She is a trained assassin with an unfortunate past that shaped her into who she is today.
She is on a mission to eliminate her target, the mysteri...
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-- V E R A
My mind was jumbled with rage and pessimism, and the words slipped out before I could stop them.
Jon flinched at my tone and I watched as his eyes filled with sadness.
"I-I didn't mean that."
I tried to apologize but my sentences came out slurred and messy. He avoided eye contact and didn't say another word as he left the room.
"Lemongrass," I whispered, hoping he'd hear me and wrap his loving arms around me. I wanted nothing more than for Jon to hold me against his body and soothe me with his voice, allowing me to finally release all the demons I've been holding in.
Instead, he quietly shut the door— he hadn't heard my plea for help, or he didn't care enough to stay.
I was left alone with my mind and the millions of unresolved conflicts.
The unbearable ache in my head worsened with each passing second. The room felt ominously silent, and every tick from the clock suddenly sounded like a hammer smashing against a metal nail. I was uncomfortably in a state of rubatosis.
"I have to get away," I muttered to myself as if I had completely lost it, which wouldn't have surprised me at this point.
There was an open window, and the sight almost beckoned me to come forward.
Before I knew it, I was surrounded by the calming greenery and starry night sky. It was a night similar, if not exactly alike, to the day Jon took me stargazing. The view of it made my insides fill with warmth, but I felt a sharp jab in my gut when I realized what had just occurred.
"Stupid. Always letting your emotions get the best of you," I continued to talk to myself and a burning sensation arose in my throat. I started to choke up on my breathing as I thought of the beautiful brunet that I was so deeply in love with.
Our relationship, or whatever it was we had, was beginning to fall apart; a turmoil of shambolic feelings and fragments of our once vibrant past.
We were just starting to click again until I acted upon impulse and destroyed everything. I had just lost a friend and I was about to lose another.
