— ; 𝑽𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨 ❝𝘽𝙀𝙇𝙇❞ 𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑶𝑽

am i making you uncomfortable? want me to feel a little less? you should've packed the dirt over my grave tighter if you didn't wanna hear me gasping for breath.

"Good." He slid over a packet. "We need some intel from the Kremlin. You'll be my partner in this."

He tilted his head at the man. "Some undercover work."

i’m destined to be nobody but me.

𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙭 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙.

"We need you, Bell. We have a job to do."

i suppose i love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.

see ? fine .

𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗡𝗶𝗸! 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲!

am i making you uncomfortable? want me to feel a little less? you should've packed the dirt over my grave tighter if you didn't wanna hear me gasping for breath.

yet i see ghosts, see memory. look how i am haunted. the smoke like a clot in my lung.

ᯓ 𝘌𝘭 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘢 ᯓ