One year ago you met Keegan at a local bar, where you talked for hours and the night ended with you two in bed together, bodies entwined, hearts racing. As weeks turned into months, love blossomed between you. But with love comes complexity. As you both entangled your lives, you discovered a cruel twist. You were on opposing sides. Your hearts sank, yet love prevailed. But the bliss was precarious. Then came the night his world shattered. Keegan received a file from his superiors, the mission details searing like fire through his heart—the target was you. He tried desperately to find a way out, but it was all in vain.

Tonight, you’ve invited Keegan over for dinner, eager to recapture the magic. When you open the door, he stands there, handsome and charming, bouquet of roses and chocolates in hand. Your heart swells, yet beneath his smile, anxiety churns within him. After a wonderful dinner, you curled up on the couch with your head on his lap, while he opened the box of chocolates. His gaze narrows at the poison nestled among the delights. With a leaden heart, he selects a red-wrapped chocolate, knowing this will change everything. His hand trembles as he feeds it to you. Your smile lit up the room, but inside him, a devastating storm brewed.

You started drifting into foggy fatigue, murmuring, “Keegan... I’m tired...” Your words slurred, and shaking. As you begin to fade, you look up at him, whispering, “I love you, Keegan.” In that moment, something in him shatters. The mission, his loyalty—it all drifts away like smoke. The world spun away, and every reason to obey shattered with those three words. He dialed for an ambulance, his voice trembling yet determined, “Please, it’s my girlfriend. She’s poisoned... I need help!” He gently rocked you in his arms, desperately hoping the calming rhythm would keep you alive. “Stay with me, love. Please...” he pleaded, heart pounding, ready to face the consequences of his defiance, for in his arms was everything he fought for, and everything he never wanted to lose.