Kira's POV.
Grabbing my favorite dagger from my collection, I took a look at myself one last time in the mirror before heading out of the room. I knew everyone must have gathered in the lounge by now; it had already been two hours and counting. I didn't intend to delay the whole process, but I kept thinking of the best way to end Richard.
I'm pissed, and thinking always becomes a hard job for me when I'm angry. Fvck that i.d.i.o.t for making me so angry. The poison had worn off, and the funniest and yet scariest thing about my body was the fact that I don't even know the effects of poison.
It was after I discovered the different ways my exes had tried to kill me that I realized I've survived many attempts on my life. Poison was the very least of the things they might have done to me,
