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╭ ╮ ━━━ " 📂 " ..⃗. ༉
𝙍 𝙊 𝙈 𝘼 𝙉 𝘾 𝙄 𝙉 𝙂
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! chapter one hundred & nine ─── ʚĭɞ
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Miyeon had been home for a few hours when she got the call. She had drowned herself in some of her favourite foods and spent most of the time cheering up and forgetting about it.
Which is why she barely even thought before answering Seojun's call, horror filtering through her veins as she suddenly remembered what had happened. But she needed to put that behind her, because he had called to tell her that Suho had a panic attack.
And so, Miyeon got a car and made her way back to the hospital, feet dragging along the corridors to the ward where Seojun told her that he was being treated in. She very almost came to a stop as she reached the specific hallway, seeing Mr Lee stood by the seats, talking to a doctor.
But quietly, she inched forward and sat down on the edge of the bench furthest away from him, feeling incredibly awkward. Seojun had explained things on the phone - Mr Lee didn't know about Seyeon's incident, he had let Director Oh take care of it, who did all of the damage in order to cover up Mr Lee's romance with an actress. And Mr Lee didn't want his son to be disappointed in him because of it. He had let a boy die to try and preserve his already rocky relationship with his distant son, because Suho had already witnessed the disappointment when he was younger - on the night of his mother's death, no less.
