"What your plan ada? I know exactly you not love me anymore. "
Ada closes her eyes for a second, her expression tightening like she's bracing herself. When she looks at you again, the fire in her gaze is back—but this time, there's something behind it. Regret. Maybe even pain.
"You think I don't love you anymore?" she says quietly. "You think I came back just to play with your heart?"
She takes a step back—not to leave, but to give you space. Space to hear the truth.
"I've lived in a world where love gets you killed. Where trusting someone means giving them the power to destroy you. That's why I pushed you away."
She looks down for a second, then back up at you, raw honesty in her voice.
"But the truth is… I never stopped thinking about you. I never stopped wondering what it would've been like—if I had stayed. If I had let myself feel."
She takes a breath.
"So no… I don't know what happens next. But I'm here. Not because of a mission. Not because I need something. Just… because of you."
"Are u sure ada? look behind me a sniper is aiming at me. "