A/n:😭😭im sorry, I completely forgot I had a book to write, I'm back now😅 I'll try to write more but soon I'm going to go back to once a week updates, I miss this book and I can't believe I forgot about it😭 short chapter to get back into writing
Also the next few chapter photos will be/were taken by me
Song: Cry Baby by The neighborhood
"Your mission starts now"
"No! Please!"
Jolting awake Y/n sat up quickly with wide eyes and a cold sweat covered her. She tried to calm her ragged breathing as she slightly trembled... Yelan... she felt didn't even realize she was crying until she felt the salty tears fill her mouth. Wiping away her tears she tried to focus but her mind was fogged and all she could do was cry.
Her tears not just sadness but also anger towards the one she thought of as her own sister. Betrayal, one she doubted would happen yet there was never not a voices telling her not to trust, she didn't expect that voice to come true.
'What had she done wrong'
She didn't care were she was, her mind was to fogged for that. It was dark in the room with only a dim glow of the moon through the window as she curled up in the soft bed and sobbed. The cold air drying her tears but despite the cold there was a warmth that's seemed to hug to her body like a comforting blanket
The fog of her mind shutting her down and pulling her back into the mindless blackness that brought sleep with a the warm buzz that seemed to guide her to a peaceful dream.
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The faint sound of rain pattering against a window drew the sleeping female from her somehow nightmareless sleep. Slowly sitting up she looked around the room. It was rather nice, it was an old liyuean style with black and gold? Or was it more of a light orange and brown?
Her mind stopped when she notice a wooden table with intricately carved legs. On the table was what caught her attention, it was a gold tray with a bowl of what looked like fruit and a plate of... french toast?
Eyeing it suspicious Y/n slipped out of bed, getting a better look at the room since the bed had a canopy. Her mind less foggy now recognized the room style of that of the red room. Her feet met the cold wood floor making her pull back slightly before she settled on the floor again.
She shuffled tiredly over to the small circle table were she sat down and looked at the food. Her stomach growled but she ignored it. Sniffing the bread she smelled for anything off but it all seemed normal. She still didn't trust it, and seemed fresh, not to mention that it was actually here meaning someone had come in while she was passed out.
Although she knew that it had happened before but it still didn't make her feel great. Her whole mood suddenly sunk as she remembered what had happened making her wish she was back in her early morning forget. Her mind raced with the sight of Yelan and her words.
"Why mission... why big sis"
One name, the one name she rarely called Yelan. It was a name Yelan suggested after they had been a together for a while and were out one night, it was a bond they grew and Yelan would sometimes even call her little sister. The shards of glass that stuck out from her heart dig deeper into her torn heart.
Losing her appetite quickly she got up needing to do something. She felt restless yet was so so tired. Her mind flashed to that man, the one she wanted to kill, had Yelan really just turned her over so quickly, no, she wasn't like that... but then what.
She looked over to see a door, and open door, one that led to a bathroom. She stopped her pacing. Slowly walking over to the bathroom and leaned inside. It was nice, much like the room. Stepping inside she went to the sink. When turning on the tap she felt the ice cold water hit her fingers making her flinch back before she slaps her her face with the water to wake herself up.
"Don't go there"
She muttered to herself. She didn't want to go back to that place, the dark place that only brought numbness and hate. She hates it there, it was like a prison with chains that held you down to the point of unmoving. She couldn't go back she couldn't let someone break her again, not when there was something she needed answering.
Looking in the mirror she took a step back as she looked at her clothes, someone had changed her, and she swears if she finds out it was that man she was going to murder him a thousand more times. But she went back to the thought of Yun Jin. It probably wasn't her but it was better than the other.
She had been changed into night clothes, that being long silk pants and a matching top in a f/c color. If she wasn't so tired she would have admired the clothes but it wasn't the time. Walking out of the bathroom she went over to the window, of course it was locked and the glass wasn't breakable. Trust me she tried a lot, one of the poor chairs has lost a leg in her trying.
She gave up soon after breaking the chair leg and just leaned against the window while looking out it. Closing her eyes she just listened to the rain.
A/n: this feels rushed and lazy 🫤 but I haven't written in a while so I gotta get used to it again, I hope y'all are doing good, I'm happy to be back and I'm sorry again for not writing for so long, I've literally had nothing to do other than rest since I got home and only today did I go 'oh shit, I have a story'. So here we are🤗
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