Paidassassin Stories

Story of how I met the love of my life and how he helped me stay sane.

I take a sip of my sizzling hot Espresso when a whiff of air passes by me. Lowering my mug, a young woman takes the seat in front of me. Her features are bold, her silver eyes burning through mine, full of hate. Her pitch black hair reaches her hips, swaying as she settles in her seat. "You killed my father." This was an english assignment that I chose to publish and continue writing :)