When I volunteered to be bait, her eyes went red.

Elara and I, we were inseparable, the deadliest duo our special ops team had ever seen.

Until one mission, I drew the short straw to pose as her husband. But then someone sabotaged us, and our staged marriage became frighteningly real.

She blamed me for stealing the role of husband, a title meant for the man she truly loved.

I blamed her for marrying me out of pure spite, when she clearly didn't love me.

For five years, we were at each other's throats, practically wishing for the other's demise.