The last thing I remember is a dark silhouette on my door and immediately the shadow covering my mouth. Everything around me started spinning and I tripped over until I was knocked down after banging my head on the door and blacked out.

Now when I gain consciousness, the room is very brightly lit and feels very familiar, so familiar that it scares me. The bed, night stand, dresser, armoire, make-up table, desk and chair, picture frame, window, closet, mirror, bookshelf, clothes hamper, wastebasket, wall shelves, lamp, rug, curtains, blinds, IT WAS MY ROOM? My room at the Penthouse. 

I was laying on an air mattress in front of my large dresser. I tried to get up but my arms and legs felt unceasingly sore. It felt like every time I tried moving a muscle, it would twitch and felt somewhat like after-sprain pain. 

Slowly I pushed myself up holding onto a furry stool beside me. With great efforts, I finally stood on my feet and turned around only to fall back, looking at my reflection in the dresser's mirror. I was dressed up. In a chiffon ballgown!???

It fitted through my bodice and started to flare out at the waist with the neckline creating a heart shape just below my chest. The thin straps of the dress sat on my shoulder as the corseted waist hugged my body. The dress was in the prettiest shade of peach that looked like soft spring with butterflies and a royal sunset at the same time.

My body had been so weak and mind was so numb that it could not even decipher what I was wearing and what I've been put through. I was wearing long crystal earrings and my hair was done in a simple up do.  

So many questions were rampaging inside my head. Why was I dressed up? How was I knocked down? and most importantly WHO KIDNAPPED ME AND BROUGHT ME IN MY ROOM? My head ached so bad and I felt spiny that I couldn't help but completely lay down on the carpeted floor, holding my head.

"Seokyung-ah! You're up?", a voice called out. The hammering sting inside my head was so unbearable that I couldn't understand anything. The voices were faint. I passed out again.

Next time I woke up, I was on my bed sleeping with my mom beside me. I couldn't tell if it was a dream was was it for real.

"Mom?", I murmured out of the blue.

"Yeah Seokyung-ah. Gwenchana?", she asked softly stroking my hair. Then it clicked me. I was furious. Somebody kidnapped me and forcefully brought me here. I jerked her hands off me and yelled at her.

"What do you mean by am I fine? Do you even care if I am alive or dead? I was fucking kidnapped by my own family?? WHY?", my anger turning into tears.

"All I want you all is to leave me alone. Must you all go this far? Huh? Mom? Must you all make me this miserable?", I blurted while crying. My mom started to sob as well. Like she always does. She is such a weakling and I hate that. I hate how she thinks she can get her way by sobbing.

"Ya shibal Seokyung!", a stern voice yelled which was none other than Joo Dan Tae. I can't even bring myself to call him my dad.

"Is this the way you talk to your mom?", he shouted as he caressed my mom's shoulder, placing a kiss on her forehead. I felt like vomiting. He was so pathetic that he had an affair with Cheon SeoJin while getting the guts to be with mom. I looked away, despising him.

Then he came towards me and tucked my hair behind my ear. I creeped out. Then he grabbed my jaw with his hands, sternly pressing it. "Our daughter looks so pretty today. You surely got your genes from your pretty mom.", he said, biting his teeth.

No matter what he said to me, I didn't care but whenever he brought my mom into the picture, knowing that he is deliberately cheating on her makes me feel sorry for her. But I tell myself that its what she gets in return for letting me and Seokhoon be abused all these years. Yanking his disgusting hands away from my face, I questioned him. " WHat the fuck is going on? Why did you bring me here or better, why did you abduct me here? WHAT AM I? your fucking toy? Huh? What's up with these dress and everything? Am I taking a part of a princess in your clownery club?

"Joo Seokyung!", he yelled but didn't slapped which was unexpected. "Behave yourself. There are guests outside. I don't want my little princess to get all angry and red. You're getting engaged today after all!" , he said with a sickening grin.

"I'm sorry I'm what-"

"Yes honey, you are getting engaged."

"What the fuck? You sure you didn't forget to take your pills this morning? Cause I think you are crazy as fuck."

"Oh princess, just keep your petty mouth shut and get ready."

"Oh and why do you think I'll agree?"

"I didn't ask you. I ordered you. You little brat."

I smirked, folding my hands tightly, sitting upright. 

"I'm not the weak Seokyung you know anymore. You can't control me. I've had enough."

"The engagement starts in 2 hours and your marriage is tomorrow evening", he informed.  He completely ignored me. I hated it. I hated the fact that he could belittle me so easily.

I couldn't reply. I didn't want to. What was the use of talking to a wall anyway? I was just so convinced that he was literally insane.

"Oh! and you're getting married with Shin Jisung, heir of Shinhan Group.", he informed yet again.

Here take this. This is him, Shin Jisung. ", he said handing me a photograph of some guy, which turns out to be the one Joo Dan Tae was having coffee with where I worked and where he beat me up.

"Appa!", I yelled. " Appa please. I don't want to marry him. Or anyone else."

"Why? Do you like that coffee guy of yours? Han Seojun? Fucking woeful choice.", he exclaimed with spite. I could see his eyes full of pride. He knew that I knew he could do anything to Seojun so I would keep quiet if he took Seojun's name.

From the look of his face, I could tell how serious he was. I thought he was trying to scare me. But he was dead serious.

"Appa! Dad!", I called him out. "Why would you to this to me?"

"DAD!!! ARE YOU LISTENING?", I kept screaming as he logged off the room with mom pretending as if I was just a hallucination.

I broke down on the ground, feeling defeated. No matter how tuff I pretend to be or act, deep down I know that Joo Dan Tae can do anything and everything he wants and this marriage, its just a small play in his plan. 

I started tearing up knowing it was impossible for me to run away now or do anything. All I  wanted at this moment was him. Seojun.

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All I wanted at this moment was her. Seokyung. After signing the deceased paper, agreeing for autopsy and filling in the documents, I washed up in the hospital's cold washroom. As I splashed my face with the water, I kept looking at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. I thought about the flower bouquet in my car that I brought for Seokyung and how she would have been waiting for me. My eyes look dull and tired and body seemed weak. 

I thought about the promise I made to Suho. I knew it was not a child's play when I promised him but the toll of the promise already seemed to wear me off. I had to go out to Jukyung and tell her that her husband and the father of her child is no more. Also, explaining that what Suho wants and how I am ready to become a dad for the child but also have a lover whom I have dreamt of starting a family with.

I don't want to complicate things. I never have wanted to do so. All the emotions that I felt at that moment over powered me as I tried not to cry, biting my fist to prevent any sound. I sat on the tiled washroom floor hanging my head low, very dazed.

Jukyung regained consciousness after half an hour and when she got to know about Suho, she was so torpefied and she cried her heart out, bitter and raw. Still, I couldn't bring myself to tell her about the child or Seokyung. Sitting on the cold hospital waiting bench, I embraced her and tried to calm her down. The smell of disinfectant, people talking slowly, wheel chair patients slowly passing by, the television displaying news and nurses carrying carts of medicines helped distract our minds off. Although she was responsive now, she still kept sobbing, laying her head on my chest.

If it was the past times, I would feel my heart race but now, I was clear that I saw her as a friend and nothing more. The love sick emotions that had me attached with her for all these years was gone because I fell in love with Seokyung. This moment made me realize how much deeply in love I was with Seokyung and how in wrong I was for not confessing to her earlier.

"Jukyung, I want to tell you something. Are you willing to listen?", I murmured quietly.

"Uh huh", she replied.

I held her hands and looked at her. She was pale and fragile but I had to tell her now. Just then, I notice something on the television. It was Seokyung?? I brushed Jukyung's hands off and came closer to the television, slightly increasing the volume.

"Breaking news!! The multi-billionaire CEO of JK Holdings, the number one biggest asset of South Korea, Joo Dan Tae just announced the engagement of his only daughter Joo Seokyung, an heiress of the company, the top prima donna and leading soprano in Cheong A High with Shin Jisung, CMO and the next heir of Shinhan Group, Asia's most influential building company to be held today in Hera Palace. The marriage ceremony is going to be held in Zeus Palace owned by Shinhan Group on day after tomorrow. Many people assume South Korea's economy to experience a high surge after the marriage taking place between these powerful families."

Seokyung is what? A soprano? A prima donna? An heiress of the JK Holdings? Getting engaged today?? 

I knew her father but I never expected him to be Joo Dan Tae. I've heard his names multiple times in news and internet but out of all the possibilities?? 

So many questions were going on my mind that it completely brainwashed me if I even knew Seokyung at all and if they were talking about the Seokyung who I thought was waiting for me back home.