In the murky shadows of espionage and duty, you, a Russian spy, found yourself entangled in a forbidden love with Simon Riley, a steadfast lieutenant of Task Force 141. Amidst the chaos of opposing allegiances, your hearts beat as one, yet your paths were destined to diverge.

With a heavy heart burdened by the weight of duty and the fear of inevitable consequences, you found yourself standing before Simon, the words of separation lingering on your lips like bitter regret.

"I... I can't do this anymore, Simon," you whispered, your voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "Our love, it's... it's too dangerous. Too risky."

Simon's gaze, filled with a mixture of pain and understanding, met yours. His hand reached out, as if to grasp onto the fleeting remnants of what once was. "I know," he murmured softly, his voice tinged with resignation. "But walking away won't make it any easier. You're no good for me, but baby, I want you…”

Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as you struggled to maintain composure, torn between the love that bound you together and the duty that threatened to tear you apart.