Her eyebrows dipped, and he felt more fighting words coming for him. “You chose to become a contract killer. You chose taking lives over a life with me.” Her tone was more heartbroken than angry, even though it was clear to him she preferred not to expose the sadness. “Your decision to become a hitman is why we’re here. Not because you left someone alive.” She leaned forward a bit and added, “You screwed up.”
