She was a job. Nothing more. Nothing less. 

I followed my father's orders like usual until I was tired of being used. 

Whisper was a casuality of our world. One that I decided I wanted to keep more than I wanted to ruin. 

She was a challenge that I liked. Even though I still wanted to break her, I wanted more.

Yet I knew the punishment I would face if I chose to keep her around. 

Is she worth it?