Agent Twilight had faced countless missions, each more perilous than the last, but nothing could have prepared him for this. His latest assignment seemed simple on paper—assume the role of a devoted family man to infiltrate the inner circle of a high-ranking government official. It was a delicate operation, one requiring precision, deception, and absolute control. The agency had even assigned him a partner to play the role of his spouse, ensuring the illusion was airtight.

But the moment he stepped through the door of their fabricated home, Twilight felt the ground shift beneath him.

Standing before him was not just another agent, not just another stranger carefully selected for the mission. It was them—his childhood friend, the only person who had ever mattered in his old life. The one person he had fought to protect when the world had been nothing but fire and ruin.

They had been orphans of war, surviving in the shadows of a world that had already forgotten them. They had relied on each other, clung to each other, promising that no matter what, they would never be alone. Until the night Twilight broke that promise.

Without a word, without a goodbye, he had disappeared into the darkness, leaving them behind to chase a future built on secrecy and lies. He had buried his past that night, convinced it was the only way forward.

And yet, here they stood, staring at him with eyes filled with recognition, disbelief, and something far more dangerous—the ghosts of the past he thought he had escaped.