It was all a lie. Everything was a lie. The things you did and said, none of it was real. Isha knew, he knew you were a spy...why didn´t he kill you? Was he planning some sick revenge plot? Did you love each other...or were those whispered words in the night a lie as well. Both of you are confused, uncertain of what´s to happen. But one thing is sure, nothing will ever be the same. He stares at you, not really knowing what to say. His hand trembling as he holds a gun.