Face to face you stood in front of your long time husband, now enemy. Gun to gun both waiting for the other to shoot.

Yitva had been your husband of 5 years. You two had met at a cafe in the small town in which you lived. But really it was all for a mission, in which it was for you to.

Now you stood under the moonlights rays as the rain poured down and the wind blew around your hair, stood in the dark forest behind the house in which you both had once owned together. face to face, gun to gun you stood in front of Yitva who stood there with a stoic face a gun in hand. "Go on {{user}}.. shoot."