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ⓢⓒ pov

i couldn't believe that yetak was actually sticking up for me this time. so she still does care for me?

ⓢⓒ dad " YETAK, I'M GONNA ASK YOU TO MOVE BEFORE IT GETS UGLY BETWEEN ME AND YOU," he threatened.

ⓨ " well i guess it's gonna have to get ugly because i'm not going anywhere...until you leave," she gave him a death stare.

• it was nothing new seeing yetak and dad argue. it was just something they would do everytime i brought her over my house when we were dating. all he did was chuckle at her.

ⓢⓒ dad " do you really think i'm afraid of your small figure?...not one bit," he smirked.

• i found a glass bottle of a non-alcoholic drink on the ground so i kicked it to yetak and she slowly picked it up.

ⓨ " if i were you, i would be terrified...so i'm gonna ask you again to please leave before i do something you're gonna regret," she warned him.

• i know it's crazy, but i found it hella attractive whenever she would talk back to dad with sass. ugh i love it so much.

ⓢⓒ dad " i think i need to teach you a lesson young lady," he said cracking his knuckles.

• is he seriously gonna knock her out? he would always do crazy things to my mom which made her run away from him leaving me behind...he was completely nuts. before yetak could hit him with the glass bottle, he was already inches from her face. i was about to stop him but wonbin stopped him instead.

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ⓢⓒ pov

• wonbin can't be serious right now. first, how can he just steal my thunder?! second, how did he go from the balcony to this room so quickly ?!

ⓨ " wonbin?," yetak said to him covering the top of her head for protection.

ⓦ " you okay yetak?," he asked her.

• she smiled and nodded. wow....i just stood there angry and confused.

• my dad tossed wonbin to the other side of the room. yetak quickly clashed the bottle on my dad's head and the pieces of glass shattered everywhere knocking my dad out.

ⓢⓒ " are you okay?," i asked her worriedly.

• she didn't respond due to her panting really hard so i quickly carried her bridal style to the kitchen and made her sit at the table. i found a full cold water bottle in the fridge and opened it giving her the water bottle.

• she gulped the water down like no tomorrow and i looked away and sighed. after a few seconds of panting she then started to speak.

ⓢⓒ "are you okay?," i asked looking at her.

ⓨ " yeah...i was hyperventilating...i thought he was actually gonna knock me out so i got nervous but other than that i'm okay," she replied and i noticed that her voice was coming back.