"What I'm trying to say is, I can keep a secret, for as long as I like. I can take secrets to my grave." her tone lowers, their eye contact doesn't ease, "But I need you to promise me you'll do that too. Because if you do, we'll be okay. We'll be sa...
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There's ways Vivi's able to take some control of her life back. It's been out of her reach for a while now, ever since that audacious stalker decided to walk into her home without permission.
Oh, what are those ways?
Leaving the house without telling anyone.
She'd slip out the backdoor, tiptoe through the huge backyard to get to the lake that's sitting near her mansion. It's one of her favorite places. Especially during summer. The scent of fresh air is what she craves. The watercolour painted scenery is what she needs to calm down.
Even when the luxury of it all only lasts for a short while before she starts paying attention to smaller details. Details
What's behind that tree over there?
What was that sound?
Is someone behind me?
But that short moment is enough for her to love that place. It's enough for her to try and leave the mansion for it every once in a while.
Her retro camera tightly in her hand, she hurries down the stairs to get to the first floor. Radio's playing in the background, music pushing through the speakers around the house. Vivi knows the sound of her steps are silenced by the continous background noise.
It's almost like an addiction these days. The radio. It has to be on at all times. Except during the night just so her employees can sleep. But that's why the nights are the worst. That's why she can't sleep. That's why she wakes up screaming and takes forever to fall asleep again. The damn silence. Something she used to love but now hates.
It's the silence that was heard before the break in. It was after a perfect day. She'd been on the go from morning till evening and needed a moment to herself. When she finally got it, the worst happened.
First the silence, then the door to her bedroom bursted open, revealing an unknown man.
The vision of it keeps her up at night. Nothing or no one can make it go away.
Sound of the backdoor closing echoes and to Vivi's misfortune, it travels to the bottom floor, Sunmi's head twitching to it in an instant.
The wet table cloth drops from her hands to the sink as if it's just a useless rag as she hurries out the laundry room to knock on the door on the otherside of the hallway.
"She left." she hollers before the door is even opened and in no time hears shuffling in the room.
The door opens and out hurries Jungkook in a black windbreaker and cargo pants, a black cap covering his head. Doesn't say anything to her, only one thing on his mind. Sunmi watches as the man, who's been living under the same roof as her for a week and a half, strides to the stairs and jumps them up two at a time. She sighs from relief because it's not her who has to make sure Vivianne's alright. She sighs from relief because she doesn't have to worry about where Vivianne went again. She sighs from relief because now there's someone always two steps behind Vivienne.
