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Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling.

Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone.

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Sunshine Meets Grumpy

He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions.

Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable.

One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

The Hitman’s Sunshine

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: SILENCE ~ MARSHMELLO & KHALID]

The place where Fred was buried was close to a river, under a large tree, secluded from where people lived. It was quiet and peaceful.

Raven had bought the entire area for the boy. He stood two steps away from Lily as she hugged her brother's headstone tightly.

"Fred... I'm so sorry for coming late. I never fed you with your favorite chicken. If only I had come back home that day. I'm sorry," Lily sobbed, using her hand to clean the headstone. It was a reminder to Lily that her brother had truly left the world, and she was now all alone with no family.

Lily's thought was cut short when she felt a warm jacket being draped over her shoulder. She turned to meet the coppery brown eyes of Raven.

"You're never alone," Raven muttered, holding the girl's shoulder. He knew what it felt like to be all alone; it was scary, and he didn't want the girl to feel the same void he had grown up with.

UNSPOKEN WORDS