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Jungkook's POV
Glad is understatement for how I feel right now. But it is ruined by the heavy downpour which starts as soon as I step out of the parking lot where I went to get the file I forgot in my car. I race back up, concerned about getting wet by the rain.
When I get to the elevator, I smile to myself at this golden opportunity. Everything is working to my advantage and for the first time in years, I believe in fate. This is an opportunity to make things right, and I am not willing to mess it up. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine being neighbors with my ex-wife.
The apartment has been empty for too long. I never saw the need to give it out untill my mother mentioned it three months ago. I told my agent, and he promised to let me know when someone wants it. I have been staying here alone for four years. The silence and peace it brings didn't want me to give out the second apartment at first. But I was healing.
Now, I guess the reason for my healing is because of this. It is time to get her back. It's time to get my life back in shape. It is time to heal completely and seek forgiveness for my misdeeds. And time to get my woman back.
The elevator opens, and I stroll out to greet the new neighbour with a smile on my face just then i see the door of Jisoo's apartment slightly open. "Ms. Veronica?" I call out, forcing back the intent to call her Jisoo again. She told me not to call her that again and I am trying not to.
There is no reply.
Instead, the sound of a ringing phone breaks the silence making me peep into the room. The furniture and all the boxes are still on the floor. Everything is unpacked. Perhaps she went back downstairs to get Elsa, I figured.
The phone rings again breaking into the dead of the night as it rumbled outside. I stand by the door, waiting for them to appear. So I can welcome them both with open arms when my phone rings this time.
It is my Mother.
I am sure she is calling again to confirm that I wasn't outside, getting drenched in the rain. I don't pick her call. Mother worries too much. A minute passes and before I know it, twenty minutes is gone without the sight of Jisoo or Elsa. I raised a furrowed brow as the curiosity behind to lead me out of the elevator less concerned about the rain.
Are they stuck outside because of the rain? Did something happen?"
I step out as a droplet of rain skates my body, making a shiver run down my spine. Despite that I don't stop walking. I remember there was a car parked right outside the gate earlier, but now it is no longer there.
Where did she go? How could she leave with her door slightly open and her things there? Did something urgent came up?
The rain becomes heavy as it drenches my entire body, making me glance around one more time before making my way back upstairs wanting desperately to get to my room and call her when it suddenly hits me that her phone is in the apartment. Shit!
I don't have that jerk's number. Perhaps he brought her here himself. I shouldn't be worried if that is it. They will be back soon. Apparently, Jisoo will have to spend the night here.
My phone rings again, and I fish it out to see if it is my mother. I pick up instantly.
"Mom?"
"I'm going to bed." She informs me. I know this isn't her intention of calling. "It's raining already."
"I know mom, Good night!" I am tempted to tell her the good news but I know if I do, she might get into the car and rush down here to see things for herself.
