She flips her phone shut and walks through the security metal detectors. As she nears the doors she stops. Her eyes fall onto the memorial wall across the room. Two flags hang perfectly on the sides of the large glass box incasing the book containing the years that CIA agents were killed in action. She walks over to the wall, crossing the traffic of people as she comes to stand in front of it.
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He was either an amazing actor, or everything he shared with her was real. Which ever it was, she was going to fight to find out the truth. But she didn’t want him to become one of those stars. He had lied, she was mad, but when you’re truly in love with a person, good and bad mix and it doesn’t really matter in the end.