"Thanks," Mark smirked, his arm around my waist as he slightly pushed me forward inside the home.
"Next time it's 10,000," Taehyung stated before turning on his heels and getting his car keys. He narrowed his eyes towards me, no emotion as always. "The gang is going out, stay in here where it's safe or get killed out there"
I turned to the door where Mark once stood, now empty.
"Where are you going?"
"Business, keep the doors and window locked. Eat when you're hungry," He instructed. "And don't go into my room"
And like that he was off, shutting the door loudly behind him. I turned around and the place I went to first was his room. What the hell is he hiding?
I opened the door and roamed in, turning my interest to the pictures in frames. The gang hanging around and having fun, some had individual members and others had Taehyung himself.
One in particular showed off the most, Taehyung stood next to the young girl I had seen in the other frame a few days ago. This picture seemed to take place a few years later,
Taehyung was still smiling as he had his arm wrapped around the woman's waist. What caught my eye was the small baby bump the woman had shown off. She was pregnant, that woman looked so happy with Taehyung.
Pictures of the gang looked old, almost as if they had just made the gang. In those pictures was where the woman stood with them, smiling and holding finger guns up along with the gang.
Was she possibly one of the members? Was she Taehyung's lover? What happened to her? I can only guess she was killed.
I furrowed my eyebrows as I held a photo book which had been shoved between the drawer and the wall. I opened the old dusty thing and flipped through the pages.
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I skipped to the back page where a single picture patiently waited, almost as if waiting for someone to find it. My heart skipped a beat, I met a picture of the young woman. She looked much younger in this picture, but what caught me by surprise was how she looked. She looked like me.
Her light brown hair and brown eyes, her soft lips and honey skin. Who was she? Why'd she look like me? What the hell is going on here?
