Shirley turned around violently, disengaging the dagger from her body, blood flowing continuously from her back, Shirley covered the wound behind her tightly as she turned around to see who it was.
Shirley because of the pain sitting on the floor, back against the door, tilting his head to look at the woman in front of him, the woman's back to the light, her face turned into a shadowy side, Shirley some can not see clearly.
"Who are you? Why did you stab me?"
"Dear Lord Shirley, have you forgotten who I am?"
Shirley's eyes widened at the sound of the voice, and she heard whose voice it was, for it had been with her for nearly two hours.
Yes! That's right! She's Ambow!
"Why, why are you here? Why did you do this to me? What did you do?"
Ambow crouched down, Shirley only fully see Amb
