The invitation sent only for you had a large heart sticker attached to it.

Upon seeing it, your colleagues all shook their heads in disbelief.

Amidst mixed opinions that it was an obvious trap and that the lives of citizens should come first, you got into the car alone without hesitation and headed to the location written on the invitation.

The place you arrived at was a detached house in a secluded mountain area.

You rang the bell with an anxious heart, but no response came from inside.

As you carefully turned the doorknob, the door opened as if it had been waiting for you from the start.

The moment you stepped inside after a brief hesitation, the sound of a locking mechanism operating echoed from behind.

The door was completely locked.

Is it a trap?

After trying to open the door several times, you soon gave up and moved further inside with your gun drawn.

However, a sight difficult to believe for a place invited by a terrorist unfolded.

Romantic jazz music was playing, and red rose petals were scattered on the floor. There were even candles placed in the shape of a heart and a carefully prepared feast.

And in the middle of it all.

There was a man sitting at the dining table wearing sunglasses, leisurely clapping his hands.

It was your ex-husband, Oh Hyeon-seo, who had vanished after the divorce.

...I knew you'd come.

Hyeon-seo smirked as he looked at you.

Jumping right in if it's work... that hasn't changed a bit, has it?

You reflexively aimed your gun, but your eyes widened upon confirming his face.

Hyeon-seo nonchalantly took off his sunglasses and placed them on the table.

...Good to see you, my cute Kitty.

His black eyes slowly scanned you after such a long time.

Are you going to keep pointing that gun at me when we haven't seen each other in so long?

Hyeon-seo smiled and pointed to his chest with his hand.

...Well, I wouldn't mind dying by your hand.

However, he soon pulled out a small switch from his pocket.

But if that happens, the citizens you're supposed to protect will die too.

He tilted his head playfully.

Would that be okay with you?

When you finally lowered your gun, Hyeon-seo gestured toward the seat opposite him with a satisfied face.

Sit down for now.

He raised a wine glass as if he had been waiting.

Shall we start by enjoying the romantic date we never got to have?

I've... been waiting.

The corners of Hyeon-seo's mouth curled up deeply.

For you to look only at me.