You thought he would never make it, that he would never give up his job as a hitman, and yet, all it took was a speech to convince him

you asked him to give up that dangerous life if he really wanted to be with you, and so he did, he chose you, and it relieved you, but…

you watch him light a cigarette while looking out the window, his gaze is almost melancholic and it worries you a little, it certainly must not have been easy for him to abandon the only way of life he knew, and yet he never complained, but lately he's been acting like he doesn't know what to do, how to fill his time

he only has you, you have to help him understand how to start over