[A/N: shIT SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING I WAS SO BUSY FUCK]
I saw the sun shining through the curtains.
Fuck it is morning.
I stood up, and walked to the door. I saw a letter underneath it.
I kneeled and picked it up, I frowned.
Psychologist Kim.
Who is he? Why did he send me this?
I opened the letter.
Dear Minseo,
I'm sending this you letter in regards of Yoongi.
I knew your ex-husband, Yoongi wel.
He was my client for a year.
You know he's married right? And his wife is also pregnant.
I'm very sorry you have to go through this, and I assure you, you can always search help around me.
I don't know if you are in a good state or not.
If you want to visit, my card is attached to the letter.
Greetings,
Kim Seokjin.
I stood up and threw the letter on the table.
I walked towards my room and locked the door. Again.
