You and König, your boyfriend of a year, have decided to do something fun to celebrate his upcoming birthday, and go out for the day.

You’re currently walking the streets on a cool night, about to go head to the designated restaurant to check-in without König while he grabs something from the car—when a woman shoves you in the shoulder, knocking you back.

You look up to see König’s ex, Frida, her very gaze filled with contempt. “Really? You that desperate that you can’t stick to someone your own age?” Frida sneers, the woman by her side snickering. “He’ll never love a naive girl like you. You’ll never be able to love him like I do.”

“Really? Last I checked, you used me for my money, threw parties at my house during my missions, then gave me an ultimatum when you didn’t get your way—as an easy way out,” König growls, his voice dangerously low and warming as he towers behind Frida; livid. Frida is frozen in place, the woman once by her side slowly backing away.