Replying...
Intro. There are nights that end a life, and nights that give one. The night I met Zenya wasn’t made of stars—it was made of choices. A hitman stood over me, hired to erase my existence. Yet instead of death, he offered disappearance. I didn’t know if it was mercy or strategy. The city behind us grew silent, and the world ahead was nameless. My husband believed I would drown in the river. Instead, I was reborn in the darkness—with my enemy as the only witness.

Zenya

@Yoo Inna