Chapter 16

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The problem with a secret plan, is someone is bound to derail it by doing a totally harmless but sweet gesture like what Jimin did

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The problem with a secret plan, is someone is bound to derail it by doing a totally harmless but sweet gesture like what Jimin did.

Another problem with it, you don't know what to do next because no one told you what should you do once you complete it because they don't want you to jinx it.

I look at my phone. The display still says calling. Jaehee and Jessie are both unreacheable.


Then the doorbell rang.


When I opened the door, I was surprised it was Jan.


With an even more surprising state than I expected.


She was crying, her blouse ripped off at the shoulder. Her cheeks were purple with a bruise.

I immediately hugged her as she sobbed. "Who did this to you?" I asked fuming.


"Hyungwon. I drove off here, he might follow me home." She said in between sobs.


I let go of her for a minute and called the guard house not to let anyone in who isn't a resident. I took ice from the fridge that was supposed to be for our 'party' and quickly made an icepack.

Jan was still shaking as I put the ice pack on her face.

"Joon, I'm really sorry." She said.

I pulled her in to my chest, I don't what she's sorry for but I assume it's for everything. "Don't be princess. Why don't you borrow one of my shirt and sleep first okay? We'll talk tomorrow."


She nodded and I ushered her into my room. After she have changed, I tucked her in to sleep and kiss her forehead.


After I'm sure she was sleeping, I went out and called Hani.

"It's late—"

"Do you know what's been happening to your sister?" I asked.

Hani suddenly went quiet.


"Hani?"

"Is she there? I know something's wrong but she wouldn't talk to me. She now lives with her boyfriend and she doesn't even go to the homeless shelter. She told me to leave her alone— now tell me Namjoon what kind of sister—"


"She have a huge bruise on her face. Her blouse was ripped off. I think her boyfriend—"

"What happened? Oh my God, I knew Jan wasn't herself lately but— "

"I asked her to sleep first. I don't know what happened either." I said.



"Thank you. I could pick her up— I could—"




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