Enya pov
I can't believe I'm up against the same men I once called trainees. I have forced myself to forget, or rather repress, some of the memories of the Alliance, but a few things are still there. Even though we never called each other friends- those men grew on me because we spent so much time together. Especially James. We had our ups and downs; many called us 'enemies to lovers' because we couldn't stand each other at first. But as time went on, we even discussed the possibility of running away together. I could call this man my first love if I knew what being in love felt like. But of course, the good things that happen to me don't last- my time with James came to an end. My father suspected there might be something between us and did everything he could to keep us apart. I wonder if his feelings have already faded...