In a dark room with no light, Vivian lay on the ground, breathing heavily. The bullet shot by Rory still hadn't been taken out, and sometimes his arm would send a bone-chilling pain. Vivian looked up at the ceiling; her life felt like a slow-motion movie.
Each tragedy, each hardship, and each hardship competed against each other. Vivian must try to overcome difficulties, even after nearly being killed. However, Vivian has never regretted it; those difficulties are like a spice, making Vivian's life less boring.
Until today, seeing her only loved one die right in front of her eyes, Vivian didn't find out she was wrong. From the very beginning, when she entered this organization, she was wrong. Vivian not only ruined her own life but also harmed the lives of others.
A tear rolled down her
