If I had a way right now, I’d finish the fucking job. I didn’t want to be in a world where I couldn’t have Sirena. I’d lived a life without her before meeting her. There was no way I was going back to that cold, harsh existence. Sure, I had Dante and the watchers, but I didn’t have her. And I fucking wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life, including my mother to give a damn about me.
