Stella and Benjamin stood at the altar, exchanging vows, their eyes filled with love and hope. The ceremony was beautiful, and as they were pronounced husband and wife, the crowd erupted in applause. Stella felt a sense of peace she hadn't known in years, holding Benjamin's hand tightly, believing that perhaps she could finally move forward.
But even as they shared their first kiss as a married couple, the memory of the mission and the possibility that William was still alive lingered in the back of her mind. The past was like a shadow, always just behind her.
William sat in his dimly lit apartment, the events of the day replaying in his mind. He couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching him, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Charles entered, followed by two men in dark suits.
"They're here," Charles said, his tone formal as he gestured to the men.
