Alone.
That is all JK had ever been.
Alone and forgotten in a cruel, heartless world.
Growing up at the orphanage, all he had ever wanted, was to find a place he could call home.
A family.
To finally know what it felt like to be loved.
He ran...
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You always know it's serious, when Mother Tae-resa shows up.
She left them there.
She did not look back. Did not say goodbye.
She simply took Tae's hand and had walked out with us trailing them. All but Namjoon.
He had stayed back. The others decided to wait outside while I waited for our leader just around the corner of the hallway. I didn't know myself why I felt the need to stay inside the house while Namjoon talked to that monster and an ignorant, cold woman.
But there was no shouting. I could only hear Namjoon speak in a low, quiet voice. Too quiet to hear what he was saying.
I heard only Lian's mother as she begged Namjoon to stop. He didn't. Not immediately. And then I heard his footsteps coming my way.
And I couldn't help myself. I stepped forward and around the corner.
Namjoon stood in front of me, tall and broad with a cold, hard look on his face.
"We're done here," was all he said and already brushed past me.
I glanced into the kitchen. Looked at the man still on the floor.
