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"Please, Namjoon, I beg you. There is still time.
For a brief moment, he looked away from the road and at her.
His face softened into a half-smile. Namjoon lifted his hand and stroked her cheek.
"Nyra, we are running out of time." After saying that he accelerated the car.
The girl beside him was about to break down. The thought of the reality placed in front of her father didn't seem right. She knew he would kill him and then kill her too for fucking up his reputation if it wasn't still safe.
And the mess that she has created, no mother, no brother, no God can fix.
Namjoon is obstinate. And making him understand is like talking to yourself. So, even before she was killed, she had already died on the inside.
After a long drive, they finally arrived at the house.
The vehicle was parked in front of the gates. The guards were alerted seeing Nyra inside. They moved to act quickly.
"Don't!" Namjoon raised his finger. But why would they pay him any attention? Because the dominant version of him is intimidating. And Nyra was just sitting there spaced out.
Once the car door closed with Namjoon walking away from it, she gained consciousness and quickly moved out.
Namjoon was already inside, he looked back and saw her standing near the gates refusing to come.
He recognized that her fear of her father is too great to prevent her from acting. Namjoon, on the other hand, was determined to prove her wrong. He wanted to show her that sometimes we could mistake love for anger.
So, he moved on.
He wasn't sure where to look for the Man at first as he moved through the vast space.
But when he saw him sitting on the lawn, his wait soon ended. He was standing next to a lot of men along with his two sons.
Namjoon moved in their direction. He was noticed by the men. When they were about to make a move Nyra's father noticed Namjoon too.
Before the guards could go and inquire, Mr. Siddharth stopped them.
When Namjoon's curious eyes fell on the Man he was sure he is Nyra's father. Nyra has never shown or talked much about her parents during their time together. She was all about her brothers, so it did take Namjoon a second to recognize him.
But her father...he seems familiar. The wrinkles on Namjoon's forehead indicated that he knows this man.
He walked in front of him and stood there with confidence and little fear.
Mr. Siddharth who also wasn't an alien to this stranger felt something typical.
"I've met you before." They said at the same time.
