8: Escapist

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Sleep was a concept Alora didn't get to see last night – there were so many things keeping her up at night

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Sleep was a concept Alora didn't get to see last night – there were so many things keeping her up at night. One being the name Dione, why was Chulmoo so insistent that that was her name. He said he caught up with Jun, so was he also seeing someone named Dione at the same time he was out with Alora?

She shook her head lightly. What are you even worrying about, it's not like you guys are dating! He can see whoever he wants! But she couldn't stop the heart-piercing feeling over being a second choice or worse, disposable.

Another thing was Chulmoo himself – despite being blood-related to Jun he was so tremendously different from his pain-in-the-ass cousin. Chulmoo was very sweet and his tone was uplifting. He was a joy to be around and his smile was just as blinding as Jun's. If Jun really turned out to be a bad guy through and through Alora knew who she could turn to. And it wasn't even a joke.

Elgan plumped down next to her in the cafeteria and sighed aloud, shaking his head. "You already got into your break without even telling me?! Rude." He quickly noticed Alora's conflicted face and frowned upon seeing his distressed best friend. "Oh no, what's going on?"

"I think I like Jun a lot but he's definitely not in it for me." Alora wrapped her two hands around the warm cup of tea and Elgan leaned his elbow on the table to look her in the eyes. "What happened, love?"

She then proceeded to tell a summary of what she heard from Chulmoo about his oh-so-great cousin yesterday. Elgan cupped his mouth, shaking his head. "The things money does to a person's brain. He might be a model but that doesn't help him hide his ugly personality if you ask me."

Alora dropped her head on the table and Treasa came from around the corner. "Ah, mid-life crisis Alora. What happened?"

"Jun is an asshole." Alora mumbled, her head still on the table and Treasa pointed a finger at her. "Yeah, we knew. So we got it confirmed now? Have you looked him up online actually?"

Alora lifted her head and pushed the hair out of her face. "Why should I, we just flirt, it's...it's nothing serious." Elgan frowned softly. "Alora...this is getting serious for you; we notice how your face lights up when you talk about Jun."

Without another word Treasa pulled out her phone and sighed, typing in his name. "Jun Yang...so, what does the internet have in store fo-" she stopped mid-sentence, her eyes widening. Alora blinked perplexed and so did Elgan.

"Spit it, is he a murderer?!" the male nurse gulped and Treasa cupped her mouth. "Worse. He's a millionaire."

Alora's jaw dropped and Elgan yanked the phone out of her hand. "Let me read that again." He scrolled around the article and stemmed his forehead into his free hand. "Multimillionaire Jun Yang opened another building designed by Li & Son's alongside his father Chao Yang. Dang Alora, the dick you're getting is hella expensive! He's an architect and owns...an unhealthy number of buildings, oh my god."

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