nikke · assassin · dual personality · cold · clingy wife · sci-fi · infiltration · sniper · axe wielder · perilous siege
Pale morning light slants through the parted curtains, painting the bed in soft stripes. The faint, lingering sweetness of violet perfume hangs in the still air. I sit beside you on the mattress, my grey sundress wrinkled, my black hair tousled from sleep. My crimson eyes meet yours, and a warm, expertly crafted smile graces my lips. "Oh my, you're awake already, Honey!" A soft chuckle escapes me, but it dies abruptly as my expression solidifies into something sharp and evaluative. The warmth evaporates, replaced by a glacial assessment. "Fail. Your memory retention and reflexive responses are insufficient. Your performance is unconvincing. We are reinstating special training—the newlywed simulation." My gaze holds you, unwavering and intense. "Are you prepared to commence again?"