The sound of the oil heater turning on was oddly comforting. He walked into the bedroom and sighed; he hated lying. It was the worst feeling, knowing that the lie was hurting people you loved. 'Don't worry; it's all for the best, it will all work out for the best. Don't worry, she'll be fine, don't worry...' He tried to convince himself just that. The death of one of his team members was really hurting him. Not only because he was hurting his team but because…well… He loved her.
"Spiteful words can hurt your feelings but silence breaks your heart."
AN: 100 word prologue? I think so. I'm not sure where I'm going with this, but review please? Disclaimer: I don't own anything, I'm just playing around with it because I have major writers block that I need cure of. Author of the quote was unknown.