In Another's Shoes.

Crimson Secret Of The Study.

Chapter 28: (your pov)

As the sunlight came through the curtains, I woke up and started my usual morning routine in the mansion.

First, I took a royal bath, soaking in warm, fragrant water with essential oils. The relaxing water eased my muscles, and for a moment, I forgot about my problems.

After enjoying the bath, I dressed in elegant clothes that matched the mansion's atmosphere, picking each piece carefully like a royal attendant would.

Once dressed, I headed downstairs, my footsteps softly echoing on the polished marble floors. As I went down the grand staircase, I saw something that broke the peacefulness of the morning.

I was surprised to see Scarlet, the ever-graceful lady of the mansion, standing and talking with her son, Amell. What was she doing here? When did she return? Amell was usually a quiet kid, but today he was stomping his feet petulantly against the floor.

Y/n: Good morning, Scarlet. Amell, is everything alright?

Scarlet gave me a warm smile, but her eyes showed a hint of frustration as she spoke to her son.

Scarlet: Good morning, my dear. Amell here seems to be in a bit of a mood this morning. Isn't that right, darling?

Amell's sulking intensified at the mention of his name, and he crossed his arms defiantly, his expression resembling that of a petulant prince. He was pouting and still looking at a corner.

Y/n: When did you return scarlet ?

Scarlet: Oh yeah, just this morning...

Y/n: Oh really ? Welcome back.

Scarlet: Yes thank you I was here for Actually-

Suddenly, Amell started jumping in anger, making Scarlet worried. She looked around for witnesses but saw no one. Feeling relieved, she calmed down a bit.

Amell: It's not fair, Mum! I want to hear about the dragons.... but you won't tell me anything!

Scarlet sighed softly, her patience wearing thin as she tried to reason with her son, but he wouldn't listen. I wondered why she wasn't telling him a dragon tale to calm him down. She brought him in her embrace as she said to me.

Scarlet: Amell, darling, we'll talk about this somewhere else, let's go upstairs.

As Scarlet left, I couldn't shake off the feeling of being surrounded by a family full of strange and disturbing individuals. But before I could dwell on it, a knock at the door startled me. It was the mailman, holding out a letter. As I went to take it, the maids hurried forward.

Maid: Please, stay inside, Lady Jeon. Let us handle this.

Confused, I let the maids take the letter and bring it to me. I opened it to find a letter from Jungkook, probably filled with his usual cheesy words and affectionate declarations.

As I went upstairs, still trying to process everything from the morning, I settled into our chamber. Opening Jungkook's letter, I felt a mix of anticipation and unease.

His handwriting was familiar, and his words were warm and affectionate as usual. But as I read, I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt.

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My Dearest Love, My Aaira,

I hope this letter finds you well and safe. I find myself once again in a precarious situation, but I write to you with the hope that my words will reach you and bring you some comfort, My love. All I want is my Aaira to read my words no one else. No one else should reply then her.