In the cold, desolate confines of the basement, Richard found himself bound and helpless, his once composed demeanor shattered by the unexpected kidnapping orchestrated by a mysterious competitor.
As the days passed in this subterranean prison, he remained in the dark about the well-being of his family and the fate of his business.
Caught in a haze of drugs, Richard's consciousness ebbed and flowed, leaving him in a perpetual state of confusion and terror.
The sinister orchestrator of his captivity seemed to wield a power that kept him ensnared in drugged slumber, a prisoner to the haunting sounds of growls and wolf howls that echoed through the remote woods surrounding this mysterious and ominous place.
Y/n sat on the bed, anxiously waiting for Taehyung's return. As he hurried upstairs, he found his crying wife and immediately cradled her in his arms. Y/n snuggled into his embrace, holding him close. Taehyung, concerned, asked, "What happened, love? Why are you crying? Tell me, love, please; it's driving me crazy."
In her hybrid form, tears streaming down her face, Y/n recounted the events of the day—her uncle's visit, the revelations, and everything that transpired. She showed him the paper bag her uncle had given her.
With a sense of apprehension, Taehyung gently inquired if he could open the antique box, cautiously creating a bit of distance from y/n in anticipation of any potential danger. As he slowly revealed its contents, the box unveiled a bundle of papers, sparking curiosity and a moment of shared vulnerability between the couple.
As relief washed over him, Taehyung sat down beside her, revealing a letter within the antique box. Y/n cried out, recognizing her dada's handwriting. Taehyung gently handed her the letter, embracing her from the side as she laid her head on his chest. Together, they began reading the poignant words penned in the letter, weaving a moment of connection and understanding.
My Dearest Princess,
As you read these words, it means my physical presence has left your world. I recognize the challenges you've faced, yet you've shown incredible strength.
Today marks your fifth birthday. You rest peacefully beside me, nestled in the embrace of your mumma. It seems like just yesterday when I cradled you for the first time, tiny wolf ears and a tail bringing immense joy.
We believed you were a normal hybrid until you chose to conceal your extraordinary features. Granny revealed we had been blessed with the most beautiful child, filling your mumma and me with boundless gratitude.
Your mumma shed tears, contemplating the dangers your future might hold, but she assured me that she would protect you at any cost.
You've climbed onto my lap as I am writing down these words.
Uncertainty surrounds how long I can be with you, but my unwavering promise is to protect you always.
I harbor dreams of witnessing your graduation, applauding your achievements, walking you down the aisle, and glimpsing you in a resplendent white wedding gown. Although the reality might differ, my commitment to safeguard you remains steadfast, whether I exist in this realm or not.
A heartfelt plea urges you to steer away of the wolf world. It may attempt to beckon, entice, but I implore you to harness your strength and resist its allure.
I entrust a formidable blade, holding the essence of unparalleled power, to your uncle. This weapon, capable of vanquishing an immortal alpha, will be your shield.
I want to let you know that, stay away from wolves. That world is not for you. It might try to draw you, lure you in, but please use your strength and don't let it overpower you.
My warrior, this blade carries the utmost power of this whole world, so much power... And you will need it. But you can only use it once, and it has the power to kill an immortal alpha. I am handing this to your uncle, and I know he'll protect it.
You possess a strength and power beyond your own recognition.
As you read these lines, I presume you've graduated and perhaps found your life partner, your mate. I extend my heartfelt gratitude to them for being the guardian of my cherished angel. I implore both of you to protect her, to stand by her side, a debt of gratitude owed to you both.
My Princess, my resilient warrior, my protection will extend across time and space, striving to be with you always.
You can triumph over any challenge, my beloved Princess.
With eternal love,
Your Dada."
In the midst of shared tears, y/n cried out loud, clutching onto Taehyung. He, too, was overcome with sobs, holding her tightly. The weight of her father's words left her utterly overwhelmed, and Taehyung gently patted her head, attempting to console her. Yet, he couldn't contain his own emotions and found himself sobbing alongside her.
"He knew, he knew!" she cried out, her voice echoing with pain, and Taehyung tightened his embrace, providing solace in the face of overwhelming grief.
"He was such an amazing father, y/n. I want to be like him," Taehyung uttered, his words only intensifying the depth of emotion shared between them.
Through tears and choked sobs, y/n cried out, sharing with Taehyung the poignant details of her father's unfulfilled dreams. "He had dreams, Taehyung. He wanted to see me getting graduated, and he dreamt of walking me down the aisle, watching me in a white wedding gown. But he couldn't," she lamented, the weight of her words heavy with the realization of her father's unrealized aspirations. Taehyung held her closer, offering silent support as they navigated the depths of sorrow together.
As Taehyung pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, Y/n carefully retrieved the powerful blade from the antique box. The blade, adorned with a golden handle, emitted an otherworldly aura as she held it. Its significance and potency were evident, creating an almost ethereal ambiance in the room.
However, the weight of its power proved overwhelming for Y/n. As she attempted to hold the majestic blade, she found herself unable to contain its might and it fell on the bed. The blade, a symbol of her father's trust and protection, lay on the bed, a testament to the immense strength it carried—a strength reserved for a singular, crucial purpose.
With utmost care, Taehyung took the potent blade, returning it to its protective confines within the antique box. Sensing its profound impact on Y/n, he closed the box gently, shielding her from its overwhelming energy. The blade, now secured in their locker, awaited a moment when its unparalleled power would be summoned.
As Y/n clutched her father's heartfelt letter, Taehyung enveloped her in a comforting embrace. In that shared moment, they sought solace in each other's presence, finding strength amidst the emotional whirlwind that had unfolded.
In the solace of Taehyung's embrace, y/n poured out her emotions, tears streaming for the next two hours until she succumbed to exhaustion and drifted into a peaceful slumber.
Taehyung, witnessing the strength embedded in y/n's lineage, found a renewed sense of purpose after reading her father's heartfelt letter. The resilience of this remarkable man resonated deeply with him. Seeking to provide comfort and sustenance, Taehyung ordered a meal from outside, gently rousing y/n from her weary sleep.
As y/n stirred from her sleep, Taehyung delicately brushed a strand of hair from her face, his eyes reflecting a mix of love and understanding. He whispered reassuring words, "My love, wake up. I've got something for you."
Placing the ordered food on a nearby table, Taehyung guided y/n to sit up. He handed her a warm cup of tea, hoping its soothing aroma would bring some comfort. As she sipped the tea, Taehyung softly spoke, "We'll face everything together, my warrior. Your father's strength lives on in you."
They shared the meal in quiet solidarity, finding solace in each other's presence. The weight of the revelation and the profound legacy left by y/n's father lingered in the air, but Taehyung was determined to be the unwavering support she needed.
Wrapped in Taehyung's comforting embrace, y/n found a sense of security that gradually eased the weight on her shoulders. As he softly rocked her back and forth, his reassuring words became a melody, soothing the echoes of her father's message. Together, they shared moments of laughter, finding strength in the unity of their love.
In Taehyung's arms, y/n discovered a newfound resilience, realizing that even in the face of uncertainty, their bond held a strength that transcended any challenge. As the giggles subsided, a resilient smile adorned y/n's face, and the couple embraced the power of their unity, ready to face whatever lay ahead.
The next morning, y/n woke up to the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the curtains, casting a gentle warmth upon their shared sanctuary. As she stirred, her eyes naturally gravitated toward Taehyung's peacefully slumbering form. Entranced by the delicate play of morning light on his handsome features, she found herself lost in admiration, unaware that he was already awake, stealing glances of her own.
As Taehyung slowly opened his eyes, he found himself met with the enchanting sight of y/n gazing at him in silent admiration. A soft smile played on his lips as he enjoyed the moment, appreciating the warmth of their connection. However, her trance was broken when Taehyung's eyes met hers.
Suddenly realizing she had been caught observing him, y/n couldn't help but playfully smack his chest. "Caught you staring, didn't I?" he teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Taehyung chuckled, pulling her into a morning embrace, their laughter harmonizing with the promise of a new day together.
Taehyung chuckled mischievously, teasing, "I'm all yours to stare at. Want me to take off my shirt, or pants, or underw..." Before he could finish his playful proposition, y/n, with a giggle, swiftly escaped to the safety of the washroom, leaving behind the echoes of their lighthearted banter.
Y/n drove to her office and encountered a concerned Yeonjun. In the lift, he expressed his worry, saying, "What happened? You didn't pick up my phone; I was worried sick."
Y/n reassured him, "I'm okay, Junnie. I cried a lot and slept early."
Curious, Yeonjun inquired, "What was there?" Y/n, noticing others entering the lift, whispered, "Dada's letter," gesturing that she would share the details later.
Seated at her desk, diligently working on her project, Y/n remained unaware of the CEO's watchful eyes through the CCTV. Unintentionally, what started as a crush for the CEO seemed to be evolving into an unexpected obsession.
Beta Theo, always vigilant around the couple, safeguarded y/n and ensured her protection. Realizing he couldn't be constantly present, he devised a strategic plan to enhance their security and maintain a watchful eye over y/n, ensuring her safety from any potential threats.
Sent as a savior in the guise of the real CEO, this wolf possessed a unique ability to shift between his lupine and human forms. Tasked by the wolf realm to safeguard the heir of their pack, he embarked on a mission that blurred the line between protector and predator.
The noble intent of his assignment began to wane, and the guardian found himself succumbing to the darker instincts of a hunter, raising questions about the true nature of his mission.
As the day unfolded, the couple navigated their individual workspaces, with Taehyung anticipating a late return. Advising y/n to not wait for him and to get some rest, he arrived home around 11 in the night.
Ascending the stairs, he discovered y/n on the balcony, her gaze fixated on the stars and moon, a somber expression adorning her face.
Taehyung marveled at the enchanting figure of y/n in the moonlight, her beauty captivating his senses. The day had been filled with pressure and uneasiness, a feeling that someone dear was slipping away. In that moment of unease, he yearned to run to y/n, knowing she was the dearest to him.
Her face, adorned with the diamonds of tears, made him feel as though his world would crumble if she were to go away. Driven by this overwhelming emotion, he walked closer to her, seeking solace in her presence.
Taehyung marveled at the timeless beauty of the person he cherished, her presence a constant blessing in his life. Yet, the melancholy etched on her features stirred a poignant emotion within him. Approaching her, he couldn't help but tear up in response to the subtle undercurrents of sadness. She, in turn, looked away, attempting to conceal the tears that lingered on the brink of falling.
Amidst the silent exchange of glances, those tears held not only the weight of sadness but also the depth of an emotion, a shared commitment to face everything together. Sensing his gaze lingering on her, y/n turned gracefully, meeting his tear-filled eyes. Stepping closer, her hands found their place cupping his cheeks, and in response, he drew her nearer, their lips colliding in a fervent kiss.
In that moment of connection, their mouths moved in unison, and Taehyung kissed her with an outpouring of love, tears cascading down his eyes, staining her cheeks. He held her securely in his arms, the intensity of the kiss mirroring an unspoken fear, the fear of potential separation and the determination not to let go.
In the dance of their intertwined mouths, as y/n parted her lips to catch a breath, Taehyung seized the opportunity, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Exploring every corner, he intensified the kiss, drawing her essence into him. Sucking on her tongue, he conveyed an unspoken desperation, a reluctance to let go. The fear of losing her brewed within him, cascading into the passionate exchange of their entwined mouths.
As they parted, Taehyung's arm remained around her waist, their foreheads pressed together. He gently intertwined their fingers, raising their joined hands to his lips. He kissed her hand with profound love, tears cascading from his eyes as an overflow of emotions found expression in this tender gesture.
In a whispered plea, Taehyung mumbled, "Never ever leave me, please."
Y/n gently made him face her, sincerity in her eyes, and replied, "I'd rather die than leave you." With that, she hugged him tightly, their embrace a reassurance of their unwavering commitment to each other.
With a tender touch, she wiped away his tears, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead as she whispered, "Don't cry."
In the intimate quiet of their shared space, Taehyung, shirtless and clad in pants, nestled into the warmth of y/n's embrace. Lying between her legs, his head found solace on her chest, sheltered by a cozy blanket enveloping them. Her arms cradled him, and his wrapped around her.
Curious, y/n inquired, "What's wrong?" Taehyung nuzzled into her chest, his voice barely audible, "I don't know. It feels like I am losing you, and I don't want that."
Y/n gently ran her fingers through Taehyung's hair, her touch soothing. She whispered, "You're not losing me, Tae. I'm right here with you, and we'll face everything together."
Taehyung sighed, a mixture of relief and vulnerability. "It's just this overwhelming feeling, like something is slipping away," he admitted.
She pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head and said, "Sometimes, our minds play tricks on us. But you have me, and I'm not going anywhere. Am here with you."
In the quietude of their shared sanctuary, they found comfort in each other's presence, embracing the strength of their connection amidst the uncertainties that lingered.
In a gentle murmur, Taehyung confessed, "Y/n, I think I'm having visions." Her eyes widened with a mixture of surprise and concern, "What visions, Tae?" As he began to unravel the images haunting his mind, detailing the oven incident and encounters with her uncle, y/n's curiosity deepened.
Navigating the complexities of their supernatural world, y/n had always found herself on a rollercoaster of emerging powers. She contemplated, "Maybe it's because of me. You're gaining the power I was supposed to get, especially with my birthday approaching."
Taehyung, in a soft mumble, replied, "Maybe, but at least I can protect you." Their shared chuckle echoed a bittersweet acknowledgment of the mysteries surrounding them, finding comfort in each other's presence amidst the uncertainty.
Y/n chuckled softly, a hint of warmth in her eyes. "You're my protector, Tae, visions or not. But we'll figure this out together. Maybe there's a reason you're getting these visions."
Taehyung nodded, finding solace in her understanding. "I just want you to be safe, y/n. I'll do whatever it takes."
As they lay entwined in each other's arms, a sense of determination filled the air, a silent pledge to face whatever challenges arose, hand in hand.
In the quiet of the night, as Taehyung peacefully drifted into sleep, y/n found herself restless with worry. The weight of emerging powers and uncertainties pressed on her mind. In a silent prayer to her mumma and dada, she sought their protection for her husband, the one who had become her anchor and savior in the storm of supernatural challenges.
On that lazy Sunday, the couple embraced the simple joy of togetherness. They lounged in the hall, sharing meals, indulging in movies, and reveling in the warmth of each other's company. Amidst cuddles and kisses, the day unfolded in a harmonious symphony of affection, creating cherished moments that echoed the melody of their love.
As they strolled through the quiet streets, Taehyung couldn't resist injecting some humor into the night. With a mischievous grin, he whispered a playful yet slightly naughty joke into Y/n's ear, earning him a playful slap on the arm in response. The laughter that ensued echoed through the empty streets, creating a sweet melody of shared moments between the two.
While walking back after a small snack at the convenience store, a sudden vision flashed through Taehyung's mind – a scene of Y/n hitting a man. Startled, Taehyung looked around, scanning the surroundings, leaving Y/n perplexed by his sudden change in demeanor.
Taehyung's eyes widened as the vision played out in his mind. Confused, he scanned the surroundings, trying to make sense of the sudden vision. Y/n noticed his abrupt change and asked, "Taehyung, what's wrong? Why do you look so startled?"
Taehyung, still trying to make sense of the vision, stopped in his tracks, his gaze searching the quiet streets for any signs of danger. Y/n, concerned, asked, "What's wrong, Tae?" He hesitated before answering, "I saw something, a vision. You were... hitting someone."
Y/n furrowed her brows, puzzled by the revelation, "Hitting someone? Why would I do that?" Taehyung, grappling with the uncertainty of his visions, could only respond with a worried expression.
Under the moonlit night, the couple quickened their pace on the quiet streets, hand in hand, when the piercing cries for help shattered the serenity. Eun's voice echoed through the air, sending a jolt of concern through y/n's veins. Taehyung, sensing potential danger, held her firmly, cautioning against a possible trap.
"It's Eun! Tae, she needs help! It's Eun!" y/n exclaimed, her instinct urging her to rush towards the distress. However, Taehyung's protective stance pulled her back, his words echoing the need for caution.
"It can be a trap," he wisely advised. Y/n, acknowledging the gravity of the situation, joined him as they cautiously approached the source of the desperate pleas. There, in the dimly lit block, they witnessed a distressing scene—a vulnerable girl surrounded by three menacing figures, their predatory intentions evident.
In a swift surge of protective instincts, y/n sprinted toward the distress, recognizing Eun amidst the chaos. Taehyung, fueled by determination, followed closely behind. As y/n reached the scene, she wasted no time, forcefully pushing one assailant away and delivering a powerful punch to his nose. Taking a protective stance, she shielded Eun from further harm.
Taehyung, with his eyes ablaze in a fiery intensity, joined the confrontation. When one of the aggressors poised to strike y/n, he positioned himself between them. His eyes emitted a menacing red glow, and a potent shiver of authority swept through the air.
With a firm grip, he twisted the assailant's hand, inflicting pain, and issued a stern warning, "Run before I break every single bone in your little body." The aggressors, cowed by his commanding presence, hastily retreated, leaving the trio victorious in the face of adversity.
Wrapped in comforting solidarity, y/n embraced Eun, providing solace to the shaken girl. The couple, determined to offer support, escorted Eun home, guiding her to a spare room. Y/n, understanding the trauma all too well, helped Eun change into fresh clothes, ensuring she wasn't physically harmed in the ordeal.
As Eun settled on the bed, covered in a protective blanket, y/n sat beside her, with Taehyung perched at the edge. Curiosity mingled with concern, y/n gently inquired about Eun's presence in the midnight. Tearfully, Eun revealed, "I ran away from home. My mom and grandma wanted me to marry an old man."
The revelation struck a chord with y/n, who, having experienced a similar fate, empathized with Eun's plight.
In a fragile admission, Eun clasped y/n's hand, uttering, "I am so, so sorry, unnie. Now, I know how it feels. Mom and grandma have been treating me the same ever since Dad left. I am so sorry to treat you like that." Y/n, recognizing the shared pain, enveloped Eun in a comforting hug, softly murmuring, "It's okay."
As Eun pulled away, she shared her recent struggles, revealing her escape from a forced marriage and the pressure to withdraw university funds. Y/n, intimately familiar with such challenges, empathized with Eun's plight, understanding the weight of familial expectations and societal pressures.
In a gracious gesture, y/n gently said, "It's okay; you can stay with us until you go to your dorm." Eun, overwhelmed with shame for her past behavior, lowered her gaze. Witnessing y/n's kindness despite everything, Eun felt a mixture of guilt and gratitude.
Y/n reached for Eun's hand, assuring her, "It's okay, Eun. I don't blame you. You can stay here." Eun embraced y/n, expressing a cascade of apologies, grateful for the unexpected compassion she found in her once-mistreated unnie.
As they entered the room, y/n embraced Taehyung immediately, seeking comfort in his arms. The weight of the night's events and the unexpected reunion with Eun lingered in the air. In the warmth of their shared embrace, the couple found solace, silently acknowledging the challenges life had thrown their way.
In the comfort of Taehyung's embrace, y/n expressed her confusion and frustration over the mistreatment they had faced. Taehyung, holding her tightly, reassured her, "I know, it's ok, baby. You didn't do anything wrong, love." His words carried a soothing tone, offering a sense of understanding and acceptance.
As y/n looked into his eyes, Taehyung continued to console her, saying, "It's ok, she can stay with us." Y/n, still processing the events, couldn't fathom the cruelty inflicted on Eun, questioning, "I can't understand what they did to me. But Eun is their child, how can they do this to her?" The couple shared a moment of empathy, grappling with the harsh realities of their pasts.
As Taehyung kissed y/n's forehead, he gently lulled her into a peaceful sleep, sharing a tender moment of intimacy. However, beneath the surface, an uneasiness lingered in Taehyung's thoughts. The authenticity of Eun's story had stirred doubt within him. Despite the genuine fear and tears, trust remained elusive, leaving Taehyung conflicted about fully embracing Eun's presence in their lives.
As the morning light cascaded through the windows, Taehyung descended the stairs, his heart skipping a beat at the sight that greeted him. There stood his radiant wife, adorned in hues of baby pink blazer and pants with a white shirt and white heels , that seemed to illuminate the room with a soft glow. Her attire, a harmonious blend of sophistication and grace, spoke volumes of her elegance.
In her delicate ensemble, she exuded an aura of confidence and poise, each detail accentuating her innate beauty. Adorned with Taehyung's cherished jewelry, she epitomized perfection, a vision he couldn't tear his eyes away from.
With a wide grin spreading across his face, Taehyung couldn't resist the urge to wrap his arms around her, drawn to the familiar comfort of her embrace. Her sweet fragrance enveloped him, instantly calming his racing heart and soothing his pre-meeting jitters.
Feeling his tender touch against her neck, Y/n's senses came alive, a gentle shiver coursing through her. Yet, she found comfort in his embrace, her heart swelling with love for her devoted mate. With a serene smile, she returned his affection, her touch a silent reassurance of their unbreakable bond.
As she arranged the food, she turned to find Taehyung, who embraced her with gentle reassurance. His hand caressed the back of her head as she whispered, "It will be all ok! Just stay calm." Her words, a tender balm to soothe his nerves.
Taehyung nodded in silent agreement, his lips tenderly brushing against her neck. Instantly, a blush colored her cheeks, the warmth of his kiss igniting a delightful flutter within her.
Taehyung, now visibly calmer, smiled at her and gently kissed her lips before she led him to the dining table where a hearty breakfast awaited him. As he savored his meal, engaged in conversation with John who had come to pick him up, Eun emerged into the dining hall, unnoticed by Taehyung who was absorbed in the discussion.
Y/n, however, noticed Eun's presence and greeted her with a warm smile, acknowledging her arrival.
As Taehyung continued his conversation with John, Y/n gestured for Eun to join them at the table. Eun hesitated for a moment, feeling a bit out of place, but Y/n's reassuring smile encouraged her to take a seat.
Taehyung finally noticed Eun's presence and greeted her warmly, offering her some breakfast. Eun smiled shyly and accepted, feeling a sense of warmth and belonging in their home.
The atmosphere at the breakfast table became lively as they chatted about various topics, with Taehyung occasionally stealing glances at Y/n, admiring her grace and kindness.
After breakfast, as Taehyung prepared to leave for his meeting, he gave Y/n a loving glance, silently conveying his gratitude for her unwavering support and understanding.
As Taehyung prepared to depart, he drew closer to Y/n, who smiled warmly and embraced him. She whispered words of encouragement, assuring him that everything would work out in his favor.
Their embrace lingered, and as they pulled apart, Taehyung planted a tender kiss on her forehead, his cheek offered for a reciprocal gesture. Y/n didn't hesitate, knowing Eun was watching, and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Take care, and remember, I've packed plenty of food for you. And please, don't overdo it with the drinks," Taehyung advised with a smile. Y/n nodded in agreement, her cheeks flushed with affection.
"Okay, love. And you know I'll be late, so don't wait up for me. Try to return before it gets too dark, alright?" Y/n nodded again, and as Taehyung stole a quick peck on her lips, she blushed, feeling Eun's eyes on them. With that, Taehyung hurried off, leaving Y/n with a warm glow and a racing heart.
Y/n settled down at the breakfast table with Eun, her presence bringing a sense of warmth and companionship to the morning. As they began to eat, Y/n turned to Eun with a reassuring smile.
"Eun, I'll be back from work around 5:30 this evening. While I'm away, feel free to make yourself at home. You don't have to hesitate or hold back from anything you need or want," Y/n said kindly, her tone inviting and supportive.
She wanted Eun to feel comfortable and welcomed in their home, knowing how difficult the situation must be for her. With a reassuring nod, Y/n continued her breakfast, hoping to make Eun's stay as pleasant and stress-free as possible.
Alone in the vast house, Eun felt the weight of solitude pressing down on her. Memories of her mother and grandmother's relentless pressure to conform to tradition flooded her mind, suffocating her sense of independence. As she navigated the empty rooms, Eun grappled with the daunting prospect of carving out her own path in a world defined by expectation and obligation.
As y/n stepped into the house, she found Eun sitting in the living room, engrossed in the television. A warm smile graced Eun's face as she greeted y/n.
"Hey, Eun! How was your day?" y/n asked, walking over to join her on the couch.
Eun glanced up from the TV, her eyes reflecting a mixture of relief and appreciation. "It was okay, just spent time here," she replied softly.
Y/n nodded, understanding the weight of solitude Eun must have felt in the empty house. "Well, I'm back now. Did you have dinner yet?" she inquired, her tone gentle and reassuring.
Eun shook her head. "No, not yet. I wasn't sure what to make," she admitted.
" Eun, would you like to join me for a little grocery shopping at the mall?" y/n asked, turning to face her cousin with a warm smile.
Eun's eyes lit up with excitement as she nodded eagerly. "Yes, that sounds great! I'd love to come along," she replied, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
Y/n felt a sense of joy seeing Eun's eagerness to spend time together outside the house. "Awesome! Let's get ready then," y/n said, already heading towards the door to grab their jackets.
Eun followed suit, a sense of anticipation building within her as she looked forward to the outing with y/n.
As y/n drove towards the mall, Eun couldn't help but steal glances at her cousin. She admired how effortlessly confident and composed y/n appeared behind the wheel, navigating through the bustling streets with ease. Despite the challenges and adversities she had faced, y/n still exuded a sense of strength and resilience that left Eun in awe.
Eun couldn't shake off the contrast between y/n's demeanor and the turmoil she had endured. It puzzled her how someone who had experienced so much pain could still radiate kindness and compassion. She marveled at y/n's ability to rise above the darkness in her life, facing each day with determination and grace.
In the quiet of the car, Eun found herself reflecting on her own struggles and the cruelty she had endured at the hands of her family. She couldn't help but feel a pang of envy towards y/n's unwavering spirit, longing for the same resilience and courage to break free from the chains of oppression.
To be continued 👀💚