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-Yn Pov-

My blood runs cold, and I can barely muster a response. Kristian ushers us into the car, and the ride home is filled with a tense silence.

Kristian makes small talk with Han, asking about his day and his week. Han, ever the dutiful nephew, responds politely, assuring Kristian that everything has been "good."

When Kristian turns his attention to me, I can feel my heart pounding in my chest.

K-And how about you, Yn

He asks, his eyes piercing through me in the rearview mirror.

K-How has your week been?

I stumble over my words, my mouth suddenly dry.

Y-O-oh, you know, j-just the usual. Nothing too exciting

I manage to stammer out, forcing a smile.

Han must sense my discomfort, because he reaches over and gives my hand a gentle squeeze.

Han-You okay, Yn.

He asks, his voice laced with concern.

I nod, doing my best to keep my composure.

Y-Yeah, just a little tired, that's all

I reply, squeezing his hand back. I can only hope that Han doesn't realize the true extent of my predicament.

***

As we pull into the driveway, Han moves to get out of the car, but Kristian suddenly peels out of the driveway, leaving Han standing there with a bewildered expression on his face.

I'm trapped inside the car with Kristian, and I know I'm in for a world of trouble.

The drive is silent, except for the steady hum of the engine. I can feel Kristian's gaze boring into me, and the tension in the air is for solid, than a r0¢k.

I try to keep my breathing steady, but the fear is threatening to consume me.

I brace myself for the worst, knowing that I'm in for a ₽un¡$hm£nt. Whatever happens next, I can only hope that I'll be able to weather the storm.



















 Whatever happens next, I can only hope that I'll be able to weather the storm

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-Yn Pov-

As the car comes to a stop, the heavy silence only amplifies the fear coursing through my veins.

Kristian turns to face me, his expression unreadable, and the dread within me grows.

K-Yn

He says, his voice low and ominous.

K-Do you think I'm stupid?

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