Y/N nodded. "Sure."
"How long have you known Ms Kim?"
Y/N knew he meant Jisoo. Since the first time they knew each other, she always felt that Jisoo was hiding her identity. At first, she thought Jisoo was a single mother, but Jisoo had a husband called Jung Hae-In.
"I've known her for several years now." Y/N answered. "Is there anything you want to know about her?"
The man shook his head and smiled.
Not long after that, a black car stopped in front of the building. A man got out of the car and opened the door, another man came over to help Namjoon: "Mr Kim."
Namjoon got inside the car and lowered the window down: "My people will contact you, he will arrange everything."
"Thank you, Mr Kim."
Kim Namjoon's willingness to help would be a great hope for them to find Krystal because his family had a lot of connections. But the one thing she worried the most was Jimin would be prosecuted soon, she was afraid that it would be too late.
That night, Namjoon got on the plane and his assistant contacted Y/N and Taehyung.
Krystal knew that Taemin had brought her back to Seoul because when she was abroad, he would allow her to go out with a bodyguard but now she was locked inside the room and being watched. She couldn't even go to the kitchen. She felt hopeless and lacked energy, she thought she was going crazy to the point she felt that it was better for him to kill her rather than locking her up like this. But then she remembered her parents, it would be too tragic for them if she died.
These days, Taemin would come and visit her only once a day. Every time he came to visit, she was laying down on the bed. She basically didn't have energy to mind him. She could feel the presence of another person with him but her mind was fuzzy. She wanted to hear what they were saying but she couldn't hear anything. All she felt was something pricked at her arm.
Krystal tried hard to keep her eyes still but she was helpless. She couldn't look clearly, then she fainted several times. Every time they came, she felt the same thing happened. They pricked her arm and she always kept in this kind of state.
When Kim Namjoon's people found her and took her, she didn't feel anything. The time she woke up, there were familiar faces in front of her; her parents, Y/N, Jungkook, and Taehyung. "Krystal, you're awake..."
Krystal thought she started imagining things, she was startled and stared at them: "Mom, Dad..."
Her mother hugged her: "It's us, it's okay. You're okay now..."
"Mom..." She realized that she was not dreaming, it was real. She finally escaped Taemin's evil hand. It had been a long time since the last time she saw her parents.
Looking at her cry, her mother felt a pain in her heart. She hugged her and patted her back: "It's alright now, don't cry. Y/N had people to help you out of there, you're okay now. I won't let that bastard harm you again."
Her father's eyes were red. He wiped his tears and smiled. "Don't cry, you're home now. We should be happy that we can be together again."
Her mother clutched her chin, she lost a lot of weight: "My baby has suffered, if I knew what kind of person he is, I wouldn't let you marry him!"
"It's not your fault, Mom. It was my fault, I thought he was worthy." Krystal sobbed.
Her mood started to calm down, she looked around: "Y/N, Kookie, Taehyung, thank you for helping me. I don't know what to do if you didn't save me."
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DON'T LET ME GO | PJM
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