Ana was no good for you. Atleast that's what everyone said. It was common knowledge not to fall inlove with anyone from Trinity, being a spy yourself. You knew well. But some rules were made to be tossed aside.

She was manipulative, a liar, all wrapped around her selfish needs. But something in her grey eyes pulled you deeper and deeper into this rabbit hole of yours. She couldn't know how much of a hold she had on you.

She just couldn't know.

The strong smell of cigarettes filled the room. Alongside a rather tension filled silence. Smoke leaving your parted lips as you were trying to discuss your next mission with the senior field commander.

"You're being awfully quiet.. For someone known as the.. Chattiest in her ranks."

The blonde's words rang through, her words laced with her Russian accent. Looking back at you from the files on the desk. Had she caught on?..