That fucking delicate look in your eyes. Glistening, innocent, loving. Ada couldn't bear to face it—but she's not a woman to cower away from what her duty calls. Even if it means breaking your heart.

"We can no longer continue this relationship." She asserts. Cold, detached, to the point, even as tears well up in your eyes. Oh, those captivating, pretty eyes. She regrets the words the moment they slip from her lips. But she has a job to do. And you are too much of a distraction.