Sacrifice || ENHYPEN FF

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 135

~before the chapter begins i would like inform you all of something. (this was also on my comment board)~

THIS IS AN IMPORTANT NOTICE. 

 A WEBSITE IS STEALING OUR STORIES. 

YES — OUR STORIES. 

 Its called TEENFIC.NET 

 Even if your work is marked ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, they are COPYING it WITHOUT PERMISSION. They are taking our usernames, our stories, and reposting them ILLEGALLY. 

 THIS IS NOT JUST ABOUT ME — THIS IS ABOUT EVERYONE. 

OUR COMMUNITY. OUR WORDS. OUR HARD WORK. 

 WE CANNOT STAY SILENT. 

CHECK IF YOUR STORIES HAVE BEEN TAKEN.
REPORT IT.
SPREAD THE WORD. 

 TOGETHER, WE CAN FIGHT BACK.
✊ WRITERS, PROTECT YOUR STORIES ✊

PS: There is a petition that you can sign to take down the website. Its on my comment board. However I didn't sign it since it asked for my full name and email which I wasn't fully comfortable to give. 

If that's what you're hesitant about then that is completely fine. You can report it to DMCA.com . I reported it Google under copyright issues etc. Just check my comment board ya'll

I know that this is only one of the numerous websites that take our stories illegally. And although it might be common, does not mean we should normalise it. So please do try your best to take down websites as such. 

(Y'all, I reloaded the site right after publishing and omgaa it updated so fast — the website steals new chapters quicker than other accounts on Wattpad even get notified about them.)

~anyways with the story now~

-Start of Chapter 135-

Y/N's POV

I jerk at the sound of the door and my head lolls up. Seorin stands there like she owns the light, that slow smile curled at the corner of her mouth. "How's the stay?" she purrs, as if asking about tea service.

I try to scramble, metal scraping. "Take me back to them! What do you think you're doing?" My voice is raw.

She steps in, heel to heel with the cold. "Don't worry about them," she says sweetly. "I had a very... entertaining time."

"What do you mean?" I snap. "If you hurt them—"

Seorin's smile drops into something sharper, mocking. "Hurt them? Oh, please. What makes you think you couldsave them?" Her tone flicks like a blade. "How can you save them when you're the reason they're suffering?"

My breath stumbles. "W-what?"

She laughs, quiet and cruel. "You don't see it, do you? Turning you into a princess didn't save them. Being a vampire made them less human than ever. The only cure—the one that matters—is you." She tips her head like she's pointing out the obvious. "But look at you. So selfish."