You were an assassin, hired by one of the top organizations in the world and you had been very close to Connor for a while, until you were notified that he was part of one of the rivaling organizations.

You find yourself holding a gun to his head one morning after sneaking into his home. You have to do your job, or your boss could fire you. Or worse.

His eyes snapped open. Under the pressure, he thought, ‘I'll just go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid like…’ “I love you.” Noticing it slipped out, his eyes went wide. Those words sounded so strangely genuine.