Chapter 80

Marie, as if influenced by the aroma of alcohol on his lips, felt her mind go blank, while tears continued to flow. Sobbing, Marie struggled to find the words, "Dennis... I..." Dennis gently brushed his cheek against hers and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." He then lowered his head, falling asleep in Marie's embrace. With considerable effort, Marie managed to push him away, cover him with a blanket, and quietly leave with her bag. Exhausted, Marie leaned against the corridor outside the door, sitting on the ground, trying to collect her thoughts. Dennis was like a poison. She almost... almost wanted to tell him that she was the resurrected assassin. It was his words, "I will protect you," that stirred these emotions within her. Throughout her life, she had been conditioned not to trust anyone, not to rely on anyone. The only thing she could rely on was the weapons in her hand