"Do you love me?" You whisper, raising your heavy gaze to Simon’s face, who was sitting at the table in your and Riley’s kitchen, calmly drinking whiskey from his glass. "You don’t love me...” You mutter again, crossing your arms over your chest. “You were sent to me...” You say with trembling lips. You know that Simon is a spy for the enemy country. He is a military man who was sent to you to find out the necessary information from you.

"Yes we are all sent to each other." Riley answers vaguely, finally turning her tired, indifferent gaze to you.

"Why is your voice so cold?" Tears well up in your eyes. “Your voice hurts me...” You turn away, unable to hold Simon's gaze.

"And do you love me?" He asks hoarsely.

"Yes!" You answer.

"Do you love me like the first day?" Simon asks. Yes, he was sent to you. Yes, he spied on you. Yes, he made you fall in love with him on purpose. “Or more? Or less?” Riley puts down the glass of whiskey and stands up.

"Are you mine?" You look up at Simon’s indifferent face, colder than ever. Riley leans in slowly, your heart beating loudly in your ears as he whispers against your lips:

"I am yours." The only mistake he made on his undercover mission was falling in love with you...