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"Did you miss me?" He strode in, dismissing the pistol in my hand. I backed up, keeping the barrel trained on him.

"Get away from me." I spat, continuing to back up as he got closer.

"No warm welcome? I'm disappointed Sugar." He backed me into a wall, putting he hands on either side of me.

"I hate you." I shoved the barrel into his chest, but he was unfazed.

"That's no way to talk to your best friend." He smirked, grabbing my gun and tossing it aside. My blood was now boiling.

"You're no friend, you demon."

"Asassin looks good on you." He blatantly looked up and down my body. I gaped at him, pulling out my knife and feeling the blade graze his cheek.

"Ouch." He feigned pain, chuckling under his breath before grabbing the knife out of my hand.

"What do you want." I asked, nearly petrified as he played with the knife in his hands.

"What I've been trying to do since you murdered our friend." He brought the blade up to my throat, holding my head against the wall. I gulped, closing my eyes.

"I'm sorry that you couldn't do your job, and I had to do it for you." I said quietly, every word laced with venom.

"He was a friend, and you didn't think twice about killing him." My eyes fluttered open as Asrael stabbed the wall next to my head. "We could have helped him!"

"And do what, exactly? Run away?" I hissed.

"That's what I was planning on!" He yelled, exasperated.

"They would have found us. Then we all would have been dead." I said coldly.

"We could have tried." His face was merely inches away from mine as he cried out.

"I trusted you, once." He told me, emotion flooding his voice.

"That was your fault. You can't trust anyone in our line of business." My eyes narrowed as he turned away from me, swinging his arms out in frustration.

He then spun around, grabbing my throat. A single tear ran across his cheek.

"Just kill me." I told him, seeing the mental battle he was going through. "Just get it over with."

"I'm afraid." His voice broke, and his hold on me loosened.

"You were fine back in New York." I tried to escape his hold, but he tried to stop me, stabbing me in the abdomen. I froze in shock, grabbing at my stomach, and collapsing on the floor.

"I'm sorry." He cried, pulling me into his lap, cupping my face with bloodied hands. "I'm so sorry."

I gasped in pain, tears streaming down my face as he cried over me, holding me.

"It will all be over soon." He soothed, trying to wipe away my tears. "You will finally be free."

"One more." I choked out, my vision becoming foggy, my eyelids falling heavy.

"Just close your eyes." He brought his forehead to mine, before kissing it.

My breathing became labored, and I let my body start to shut down. I closed my eyes, feeling my heart slow and my breathing stop.

"I loved you, Eden."

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