Steve let out a heavy breath, gently taking her hands away from his neck and setting them at her side. "Yes." he mumbled, standing up, taking a step back from the table. He couldn't help wonder if this was his life now. Always. The universe setting them up for happiness and then taking it away, over and over and over again.
"I told him to come. Maybe he can help. I think I'm just making it worse. It's Hydra. Brainwashing, wiping, freezing, brainwashing again. She's on a mission to kill me."