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The Next Morning.. _______________________
|Taehyung's pov|
I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. The morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the bedroom, my hand instinctively reached for yun hee but my fingers brushed against the empty sheets, it was then i opened my eyes. My gaze scanned the room, searching for the familiar shape of my wife, yun hee but She wasn't there.
A pang of worry shot through my chest. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Where was she? I tried to recall the events of the previous night, then i remembered how scared she left the room, i waited for her to return, but she never did. I must have dozed off, waiting.
"Yun hee?" I called out, my voice hoarse from sleep.
No response.
I tossed off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed. My heart racing, I quickly scanned the room again, this time taking in every detail. Her side of the bed was untouched, her pillow still fluffed. Her phone and purse were still on the nightstand.
A chill ran down my spine. Where could she be?
I jumped out of bed and began searching the mansion, calling out her name. But there was only silence, and everyone is still sleeping as it is only 6:05 am
My mind replayed the events of the previous night, trying to make sense of it all. What had scared her so much? And where had she gone?
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I frantically searched everywhere in the mansion,where she can be, calling out yun hee's name. But only silence echoed back. My heart raced with each passing moment, fear clawing at my chest.
Where could she be?
I remembered the look in her eyes last night – terror mixed with desperation. Something had shaken her deeply.
I burst through the doors leading to the garden, scanning the lush greenery. The morning sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
And then, I saw her.
Yun hee sat on a bench, her back was facing me. Her slender shoulders trembled, and her head was bowed.
"Yun-hee?" I whispered, approaching her cautiously.
