Yujun’s POV
The weather is getting colder.
The crossing into a new year is approaching.
For others it’s a new year...for ? It’s a new life.
Four days to salvation.
Yunah has been sticking to my side now more than ever. My little sister these days is always concerned about what I eat and my scent.
My door is heavily guarded and so is my window. My decorated prison now feels like what it is without filters.
A prison.
I have barely left my room, all I need is being brought to by servants and maids; "The good must stay in good condition" they say.
.
I am the good.
Not a person. Not the useless oga. Not the pretentious alpha heir.
I am just that.
The good.
Three days to salvation
My mom for the first ti in a long ti visits my room with the biggest smile on her face.
I had been happy to see her, my heart still clings to family but the happiness dies as her happiness grows.
One of her children is finally being useful for the clan, and better yet it’s her most useless one.
"Oh Yujun! Do you have any idea how much has changed for now?" She has asked with happiness.
"They no longer slam the door in my face" she clapped her hands with elation.
It was hard to look her in the eyes or smile at her happiness...doesn’t she know it hurts?
Two days to salvation
Yunah’s worry increases.
With the free ti I have and the constrained movents, I search online on Naver for whatever it is that might be wrong with .
Pregnancy.
Fever.
Hormonal imbalance.
Dolvian disease.
It can’t be pregnancy; I have been forced to take too many of those illegal birth control pills to ever dream of having my own pup.
I want pups and it hurts but I can’t defy science. I have been damaged and there is nothing that can be done.
It can’t be fever; my temperature never spikes and has been stable.
It can’t be hormonal imbalance; aside from the emotions and the hunger, everything else is fine with .
It has to be Dolvian disease.
The symptoms are too similar and the number of ogas that suffer from it skyrockets with the ending of the year.
I should order so drugs...I need to be perfectly healthy when my Jaehyun cos for .
One day to salvation.
Counting down days has beco my newest hobby and with each day that passes, the ’preparation’ gets more intense.
In addition to the special treatnts, I see my father less. I know he is staying away so as to avoid putting a mark on .
The sll of celebration is still in the air as I open my window for air. That’s when I realized, two days ago had been Christmas.
The happy day had ant nothing to when all that matters is the day I know Jaehyun would co for .
Tomorrow.
"Young master Choi, the Lord Choi demands a eting" a voice says followed by two knocks on my door
I put on the ritualistic suit. My armour, my disguise and shield.
If father wants to see , he wants to see the alpha he trained not the oga I am. Even if I’m being sold as an oga, I must maintain this image.
"Father" I greet and bow my head as soon as I walk into the office to see him and he greets with a grunt.
"Are the treatnts working?" He asks and I bow, "yes, thank you father" I say and he grunts again.
I clench my fists.
Tomorrow I’ll be out of here.
"Your marriage has been a very viral topic for many people" he says with his eyes on the docunts he’s sorting through.
Marriage?
That’s the label they choose to slap on it?
Marriage.
"Now listen to " father says and points his crooked finger at , "I don’t need to hear any negative news from Kang, his money is too important" he says.
"Yes father" I say loudly and he huffs.
"I will kill you myself if anything goes wrong" he says and I bow again.
I’ll be out of here before then.
"Five days from now, you will be a Kang. If I call, you better answer and give all the details I need" father says and I stare at him.
"Understand?" he yells and I say a feeble yes sir.
Of course.
This is his plan.
A mole is what I should be.
"Tomorrow night is a celebration party for your engagent, make sure you dress properly" he says and gestures for to get out.
He has no idea how happy I am to leave his presence and how suffocating it is to be in the sa room as him.
I drag my finger through my hair as I think it through, I have so much to worry about and I need to get ready.
Knowing Jaehyun, he will likely ask to go with tomorrow.
I need to be more than ready for that.
I return to my room and open my drawer. No one from my clan will see talking with Jaehyun and look away...I have to be prepared to fight.
My guns have to be loaded.
I pick out the easy to hide one before going to my wardrobe to select my clothes, a simple white suit with red highlights.
It’s attractive.
Jaehyun will be black and I will be white.
Two halves that balance each other out, I place my hand on my stomach as I feel the flutter again.
"Really" I mutter as I step out of the closet, I am craving ramyeon and the patchouli scent I am familiar with.
Just in ti, the door opens and Yunah walks in with a tray.
"Oppa, I made you ramyeon" she says with a happy smile on her face, "woah, how did you know?" I ask as I take the tray from her.
How did she know?
"Well, you haven’t been subtle about how much you want Ramyeon these days" she says and plops down on my bed.
I pick up my chopsticks and feel a rush of happiness from the small mont, I get ramyeon!.
"Oppa, you seem really happy" she says and leans into with a curious look on her face.
"Tomorrow will be my first public appearance in days" I say and her smile drops as her eyes fill with worry.
"Don’t worry, everything is fine...it ans..." I lower my voice and lean in to her to say the last part, "Jaehyun would be there" I say.
"Oh! Oppa, that works for us" she says.
"Just a little more, just a little more ti and by tomorrow, we will be free" I say and ruffle her hair before going back to my al.
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