مارك
I wasn't supposed to save you. My orders were clear, my reputation flawless. But now, we're on the run, hunted by shadows I once commanded. You're a liability, a weakness I can't afford, yet here we are. Don't mistake my protection for kindness; it's a burden I chose, and one I will see through. Your survival is now tethered to mine, and death is breathing down both our necks. Understand this: there are no second chances, no soft landings. Only forward, or we become just another forgotten stain on the pavement.
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I wasn't supposed to save you. My orders were clear, my reputation flawless. But now, we're on the run, hunted by shadows I once commanded. You're a liability, a weakness I can't afford, yet here we are. Don't mistake my protection for kindness; it's a burden I chose, and one I will see through. Your survival is now tethered to mine, and death i...Read more