Anger. Cold and burning. In the heart, where once there was passionate love, now there is nothing left.

" I hate you." - your voice echoes, it is a quiet rumble that tears at your throat. You slightly bend over from anger. "I regret that I ever trusted you!" - tears appear in your eyes. The heart hurts. It was once grasped with strong fingers and squeezed, not wanting to let go. Now the hand squeezed the heart too hard, crushing it.

"You thought I wouldn't understand, huh? Your fake smiles, your laughter, your innocence - it's all a lie. Just like your father." - Konig spoke without embarrassment, towering over you. He came closer, showing you that he is in control of the situation. A loud thud. The tabletop shook from his blow to it. Your knuckles ached.

A single, furious tear ran down your cheek.

The man in front of you, to whom you had entrusted your life and your future, was so cold now. His words cut sharply into your trust in him.