Room #19 || e)(o Chanyeol

D O O R #35

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Third POV.
Hours earlier.

Chanyeol hardly pictured himself as a coward.

Newspapers told him and showed him as a young man that held power, wealthy and handsome.

Chanyeol had pride in those words that described him as such.

However, he knew his image was a black and white depiction.

Every time he was with his father it was a reminder. That he was a mere fraud, he wasn't all that powerful. Neither was he that courageous.

The moment he pushed away Eunji was another time his cowardliness won over his heart.

He didn't even have the courage to look into her eyes as he spoke words that pierce her heart into resentment of him.

As her footsteps no longer resounded throughout the hallway. The stress didn't relieve him like he originally thought. Instead, it weighed him down.

He did what he was suppose to do by his father. For himself, it wasn't what he wanted.

His own cold words stuck with him. Chanyeol was partly lying to himself and Eunji. He knew that he was still in love with Yoona. His love, anger, and guilt drove him to try to figure out who would hurt the women he loved.

But he also knew that apart of him was resisting the feelings he was growing towards Eunji. He reasoned that it was because she was somewhat similar to his deceased lover. His heart filled with despair made him gravitate to Jung Eunji. However, he was proven wrong when he pressed his lips against hers in a spree of the moment. The care for Jung Eunji that he felt was beyond what he wanted to feel.

It was a betrayal to Yoona and his vengeance that he yearned for. The unresolved grievances.

"Sorry to disturb you, Park." The man's voice took him away from his consuming thoughts. "Something has come up. Your father is waiting for you." The man bowed closing the door after once Chanyeol responded with an exhausted nod. Normally his father didn't wait for him.

Chanyeol shifted his gaze away from the door taking a moment before getting dress. He just recently got discharged from the hospital a few days ago. He hasn't gone out very much since he arrived back here.

Chanyeol leaves his bed and walks to his closet full of suits all of the same colors. He picks the one closest to him without much thought.

He gets himself dressed with great speed. Adjusting the cuffs of his sleeves, choosing the most neatly polished shoes, and his final accessory in the form of a gold Rolex watch.

Within a few minutes, he is outside his room and spots his father standing tall near the elevator. His male assistant a few feet away from where he is holding his stance.

His father's employee presses the button down upon his demand to do so. Chanyeol is next to his father. No exchanges between the two.

"What are the circumstances?" Chanyeol dared to ask. His father doesn't call him for trivial, meaningless meetings.

"The police are here. There was a body found." Chanyeol instantly thought of Eunji. He hasn't seen her since he said for her to leave him alone.

"Do they know who?" The elevator opened up for them. Temporarily halting his father's response.

"Im Krystal." He answered. His hands gathered properly behind his back. Krystal...

"She's my sister." Yoona sighed.