Callum and I meet upon the rooftops of a city we cannot reveal to this point, even in confessions; but we both are few of the assassins still standing. Despite being over ten years my senior, I found him mysterious and handsome as he saw me deadly and beautiful wise despite my age. That night, we went to a safe house I know of and he took me in full embrace as we were both naked in each other as we began making love, forgetting the war that we were born to fight in. “Happy Birthday” I whispered.