Lahat ng Kabanata ng KISS ME WHEN ITS OVER: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 55

Mikes POV I couldn’t be more happier about the news. Donald looks like he’s heart has been ripped into pieces. Though he’s trying to hide it. He will get over it. But for now, we have business to take care of. When I walk into the room. Bianca is by the doorway. Holding a mug and blowing into it. She’s wearing a white robe. She doesn’t look up when I walk in. “You don’t trust me do you?” She asks without looking up. “I don’t trust anyone B” I say tossing my car keys on the couch. She’s silent. She stirs the tea around with the spoon. I watch her. I can hear the metal clicking against the ceramic. “It’s funny because I don’t trust you too, but here I am” I say nothing. “You might not understand the weight of what I just did” she says finally. “An agent doesn’t turn on a mission. Not unless she’s ready to be buried by the people she worked for. But I did. I didn’t just cross a line, Mike, I burned the map.”She looks at me now, her fingers tightening around the mug and the

Twelve days later.It’s been a week since the break-up. The house feels calmer even lonely, even though it’s never been a noisy place. I keep the television on sometimes just so the silence doesn’t swallow me whole.Tomorrow is the operation. Two months of planning, thirty years of waiting, and decades of grief will end in a few hours.This is it.The sting of the evening air hits my face as I push open the balcony door. The sky is a fading blue, purple and grey. I’m still in the same plaid shirt I’ve worn all day, sleeves rolled up, my collar is damp with sweat.I can’t tell if the heat is from the weather or from my nerves.My hands grip the rail. From up here I can see the city stretching. , the roads running like veins. Somewhere out there, Delmont is breathing, planning, unaware that the people he buried are coming for him.“This is for you, Mum,” I whisper.“For you, Dad.”The words feel heavy on my tongue, almost foreign. I’ve said them a hundred times in my head, but tonight t