The man pulled out a folder, filled with documents and photos. "You see, Jack, I know all about your past. The CIA, the missions, the betrayals."
Emma's eyes widened as she realized the truth. Jack wasn't who she thought he was.
But as she looked at Jack, she saw the pain in his eyes. The weight of his secrets.
"It's over," Jack said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm done running."
The man sneered, but Jack just smiled. "I've found something worth fighting for," he said, his eyes locked on Emma.
And with that, Jack and Emma walked away, hand in hand, ready to face whatever came next.
THE END.