“A-Aaaahh…”0

Iris trembled as she clenched the dagger that Oh Kang-Woo had given her. She looked down at the sharp dagger in her hands. Her fear of Fidelio overtook her hatred for him.0

‘I-I’m supposed to… stab him with this?’1

Her head was in jumbles. She had honestly imagined killing Fidelio with her own hands. No, she had imagined doing things way worse than that countless times, but…0

“Haaa, haaa, haaa,” Iris panted heavily.0

Her heart beat faster. She could not even look in Fidelio’s general direction. She wanted to throw aside the dagger in her hands.0

‘Why… Why?’0

Despite all the hatred she had for Fidelio…0

‘Why… Why isn’t my body moving?’0

Iris aggressively bit her lip. She gripped the dagger tighter and forced herself up. She looked up and stared at Fidelio, who was shaking while bound to a chair.0

Clatter!0

Then, the dagger in her hands fell to the ground. Iris collapsed and panted heavily.0

“Wh-What? Wh-Why…?” Iris expressed confusion.0

Kang-Woo...0