Chapter 73

The morning sun cast a soft glow over the expansive estate, its warmth at odds with the chill that lingered in my veins. I couldn't escape the weight of the events that had unfolded the night before, the violence that had thrust itself into our lives like an unwelcome guest.

The night befire had been the cruel reminder that I needed about this life I was lving, this life i was growing desperately in love with. I shouldn’t have been here, maybe this whole mission was a mistake.

I haven’t checked in with the FBI in weeks, I have stopped caring even about the mission and i was failing terribly as an agent. Each time i try to remind myself the real reason I am here, i still can’t bring myself to. I was so much in love with a life that’s not even real. I didn’t mind

Determination mingled with trepidation as I made my way to Russo's room, a quiet resolve simmering within me. I needed to speak wit Russo, i needed him to give me some form of reassurance. I loved being Chloe but this woman I