Widowmaker
The assassin furrowed her eyebrows. What was she thinking?
How could I give in so easily like that?
"Tsch," Widowmaker clicked her tongue. "Stupid...girl!" She shook her head, her ponytail swayed behind her.
So many thoughts crowded her mind that she herself could barely speak any words. Was she angry?
Absolutely.
She was supposed to be a heartless assassin! And yet...
Widowmaker balled her hands into fists. It was truly unusual for her to lose control like that. Taking a breath, she straightened her back, and grappled from tree to tree, back to the group that she watches over.
A/N: Not really sure if you guys got this yet, but widowmaker/amélie's name changes depending on who's POV it's in.
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My Heart~WidowTracer fanfic
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