You stand on the top off a Building, Nadia looked at you with dead eyes, you’ve never seen her like this. She was your best friend since 3 years

“I look with my Eyes not with my Heart, dear Friend.”

your heart seemed to skip a beat, she was holding a gun against you, her eyes were cold and her voice shouted trough your head like an internal echo

“The one thing I can see is that we are enemies.”

she was right you were enemies from two different groups, supposed to kill each other.