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I didn't tell my mum where I was going. You said your dad didn't care. It was weird they didn't notice, considering they were a couple and their children, step siblings, were gone.

The first day of gone missing, you took me to your flat. It smelled like cologne and books and I didn't know it was only the facade.
We say sat on your couch and you took out a big stash of money, hundreds of one-hundred dollar bills scattered on the table.

You must have an important job, I thought.

"You have to do what I say, okay?"

It was something you repeated so often, Chanyeol, every time your voice was laced with that thrill and excitement and this wickedness. I thought I was normal, but it never was.

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