Kylie's POV
“I said what is it then?” I asked again when my mother kept quiet.
“A child needs her parents,” Mother said, staring into my eyes and that triggered me.
“I was working like a maniac when nobody could pay the medical bills,” I balled my fist as those memories crashed through my mind. The memory of me joining the Assassin, the memories of killing people.
“Money? Kylie you didn't ask me for money, if you had, I would have moved the earth and gotten that money for you,” Mother said and her eyes welled up in tears.
“My bad, if I knew then I wouldn't have gotten blood on my hands,” I smiled painfully.
“Blood?” Mika questioned.
“What does that mean? Kylie, where do you work?” Mother held my arms tightly, “Kylie, I'm talking to you what do you do for what?”
“Mother let me ask y
