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"You're not what I thought you were." She look...
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The blurry images in my brain are flooding. I feel the darkness slowly crawling at me, the dark hands grabbing me and I scream. I think I do but I don't hear anything. I hear voices, they are haunting me, mocking me and breaking me.
I feel hot, my skin glistens with the sweat as a light groan escapes my mouth and I slowly open my eyelids. The ceiling is gray and white. I frown at the realization before the image slowly clears up. I groan again as I grab my head which feels lighter and my body aches, especially my toes.
"Mrs Shin.." I croak out. My own voice surprises me. Slowly, the fog in my brain clears up as I look around and the frown on my face only deepens when I find myself in an unfamiliar room. The panic rises above my chest, a knot forms in my stomach as I clutch the sheets tightly. "Where am I..?" I whispered.
My eyes roamed around the room. It's dimly lit, the curtains are closed. The walls are plain with a mix of white and gray color, few art pieces are hanging on them, there's a large floor to ceiling window, a cozy black couch, a coffee table, the bed I'm lying on is king sized with black and white sheets.
It's giving the dark vibes.
I blink my eyes as my gaze falls on the bed side table and I find a few medicines, a bowl of water, wet wipes, thermometer and a glass of water. I slowly move my gaze towards my legs and sure enough I find a towel there placed underneath my feets. I curl my toes while twisting my lips as I reminisced last night. M2y grip around the silk sheet only tightens further as I remember last night's events one by one.
Dinner with parents.
My marriage.
Me, running away and bumping into Jungkook.
Then I passed out and I don't remember further.
The memories are not clear. My panic mode slowly subsides but it doesn't go away. I shouldn't be here. I don't even know what this place is and more importantly, my parents must be going crazy looking for me. The thought of them brings a kind of disappointment. Still, I shake the thoughts away and look at the watch that's hanging on the wall. It's 8 in the morning.
I curse out as I move from the bed. The moment my feets touch the ground, I feel a throbbing pain rattling from my toes. I bite my lips to control the yelp. I look around the room, trying to search for Jungkook. If he brought me here then he must be here somewhere. When I find no traces of him, I slowly start to walk with the support of a wall.
