The Assassin's Assistant

When I was eighteen years old, my world came crushing down. It got so difficult that I began to beg and sleep on the streets. She found me one day, half dead, and took me in. After I got better, she introduced me to her line of business, and of course, I agreed I had nothing to lose. When we went on missions, she used my shoulder to support the guns. The vibration hurt he knew he did it with her for five good years. Talk of a shoulder to lean on. She is smart and a master of disguises. Sometimes, after she is done, I can't even recognise myself in the mirror. One day after a very big heist, I decided to send some coffee into her room. When I entered the room, she was lying on the bed without her mask, but being an assassin meant many features. She heard me the moment I entered the room. Startled at her face being revealed, she quickly stood up and pointed a g*n at me.Sure she had taught me how to fight, but she had a g*n and an aura that said I won't hesitate to shoot plus I wasn't going to hit my sensei unless I needed to. Slowly, I dropped the coffee on the table and knelt down with my hands behind my head. I turned slowly, leaving my back facing her, I knew she wasn't going to spare me. She already told me the story of how she had to kill her sensei because she saw his face and he tried to kill her so this was a do or die situation because she knew him for fourteen years. Right before I tuned, though, I was very sure that I saw a look of surprise on her face. I decided to say my last words. It was nice working with you. I said, then closed my eyes and waited for the sound of a gun.It never came, I hope I don't regret this, she said. That day, she made me swear on my parents' grave that I would never betray her.