Once More, Love 3

31. Blindly

Sana slowly opens the door to the Sons' master bedroom. "Mina?"

"Hey." The dancer answers in a groggy voice, sitting on the edge of the bed with her back facing her best friend. "You're here?"

The room is barely lit with the weak glow of the bedside lamp being the only source of illumination.

"Heyyy." The K-pop artist quickly walks straight to the other girl who she saw is currently rubbing her eyes. "Mina. Are you crying?"

Mina raises her head and forces a smile to Sana who is now in front of her. "Hmm."

"Yaaa." Sana sits right beside the dancer and pulls her to a hug. "What happened? You can tell me now. I came here as soon as I could when I saw your message. Tell me. What happened? I'm all ears."

Mina breaks the hug and looks over the room's door that was shut when the other girl entered. "Where's Chaemi?"

"Aigoo." The artist shakes her head and faintly smiles. "Look at you being the greatest mom of all. Still worrying about her son when she looks like a mess of a brokenhearted teenager."

The dancer wasn't successful in stifling a short giggle which made Sana's smile get wider. "Mina, don't worry about your son. I dragged Dahyun here with me. He's with our little guy. He will keep him occupied while we—" She gulps and continues with a serious tone. "While you... talk to me. You have to talk to me first. Paliii. What happened?"

Mina lets out a deep sigh. "Chae... It's about Chae."

"Uh huh?"

"His—" The dancer paused for a bit. "His number is now unreachable."

"WHAT?!"

"I was—" Mina explained further in a weak voice. "I was holding everything in and was hoping he would contact me soon. He hasn't called me back or replied to any of my chats since yesterday. Yes, he has not responded since yesterday, but this is different now. His phone is now shut down. I was worried before but now—" She reaches for her best friend's hand and holds onto it tightly. "Now, I don't know what to feel, Sana. I don't even know what to do. I'm scared. What if something bad happened to him? What if—"

"Isn't there anyone you could contact in his work?" The artist cuts in with a worried expression. "Are you connected to any of his workmates?"

"No. I never got the chance to ask for those connections while he was here. Honestly, I never thought I would have the need to."

"Then— Then..." Sana looks to the ceiling, trying to think. "AH!" She darts her eyes back to Mina after a moment of silence. "How about his social media accounts?"

"Huh? I— I never thought of that."

"Ugh." The artist clicks her tongue and pushes her best friend's hands away. "You're so out of the trend these days that you never thought of that?"

Mina pouts like a guilty kid. "I was able to ring his number until earlier before I called you. I left maybe hundreds if not a thousand messages and missed calls combined on his phone. I never had the need to try and contact him through other ways."

Sana shrugs. "Fair enough." She pulls her mobile phone from the pocket of her jeans. "Now, let a social media personality like me help her introverted friend. I do this a lot. Let me do some magic to stalk— I mean... check on your irresponsible husband."

Mina then just watches the other girl make taps on her phone's screen.

After a minute of silence, Sana scrunches her eyebrows at the mobile device. "Huh? That's weird."

"Wae?"

"I clearly remember getting a notification of his official page following my IG account."

"And..." Mina follows up in curiosity. "So?"