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NO ONE'S POV

Hans sat slumped on the couch, another bottle of whiskey in her hand. The smell of alcohol lingered heavily in the air, mixing with the stale emptiness of the room.

She had no energy left for anything, work, family, or life. The only thing she could feel was the overwhelming void left by Nayeon's absence.

Her sisters couldn't take it anymore.

Lisa was the first to enter the room, her face red with frustration and worry, followed by Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu. They couldn't keep watching their eldest destroy herself.

"Unnie, that's enough!" Lisa yelled, snatching the bottle from Hans' hand and tossing it across the room. It hit the wall with a loud clink, spilling its contents onto the carpet.

Hans looked up at her with dead eyes.

"What do you want, Lisa? To lecture me? To tell me I'm a failure?" Hans mumbled, her voice slurred.

"Unnie, please. We're not here to lecture you. We're here because we're scared. You're hurting yourself, and it's breaking our hearts." Tzuyu stepped forward, tears already welling up in her eyes.

"Do you even see what you're doing to us? To yourself? You're not the Hans unnie we know. You're a shell of yourself, and it's killing us to see you like this." Dahyun knelt beside Hans, grabbing her hand.

"I don't care. Nayeon's gone, and it's my fault. So why does it matter?" Hans said flatly and shrugged off Dahyun's hand and leaned back into the couch, her expression blank.

"It matters because we love you, unnie! You think Nayeon would want to see you like this? Drowning yourself in booze? Giving up on life? How is this helping her or you?" Chaeyoung couldn't hold back her frustration anymore.

"You don't understand. I broke us. There's nothing left." Hans clenched her jaw, a fresh wave of tears spilling down her cheeks.

"We understand more than you think. But, unnie, this? Drinking every day, shutting us out? It's not the answer. If you love her as much as you say you do, then fight for yourself. Be someone she'd be proud of. Please." Lisa crouched down and cupped Hans' face in her hands, her own tears falling freely.

Hans' tough façade finally cracked as Lisa's words hit her like a tidal wave. Her shoulders began to shake, and she let out a sob so raw it made all her sisters cry with her.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Hans whispered, her voice trembling.

"We don't need your apology. We just want you back. Please, unnie, we missed you. And please stop hurting yourself like this." Tzuyu sat down beside her, wrapping her arms around Hans.

Dahyun and Chaeyoung joined the hug, surrounding Hans with warmth and love as she broke down completely.

For the first time in six months, Hans let herself feel everything, her guilt, her pain, her regret, and the comfort of her family.

"I don't know how to stop," Hans admitted through her sobs.

"We'll help you. You're not alone, unnie. We'll get through this together." Lisa stroked her hair gently.

For the first time in months, Hans felt a glimmer of hope. It wasn't much, but it was something. She looked at her sisters and saw the love and determination in their eyes.

Maybe, just maybe, she could start to climb out of the darkness—one step at a time.

The next morning, Hans' sisters decided to take Hans away from the suffocating walls of the mansion for a much-needed escape.

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