Mina jumped in fright, forcibly torn from her already restless sleep. "Meek, doll!" Eunji grinned broadly, amused by her violent reaction. "What ..." she wrapped her arms around her body and walked away from the bed. Eunji leaned on his arm, playfully twisting part of the blanket between his fingers.
"How are you feeling this morning, doll?" he sat cross-legged and rested his hands on his lap as Mina looked at him like a padded hind. "Why ... why are you in bed ..." he laughed. "But, doll, I'm your husband, isn't it normal for husbands to sleep in the same bed?" Eunji asked innocently.
"My husband is Kim Taehyung!" she screamed, and he gritted his teeth, blushing with anger. "Enough!" he stood up and stood against her. "I'm your husband! And if you keep denying it, your sweet Taehyung will pay for it, or maybe Lily?" he squeaked viciously, and Mina's heart froze in her chest. "That's right, doll, now say it!" he ordered, resting his hands on the armchair and leaning so that their faces were inches apart. "He is drunk!" Mina thought as the smell of alcohol hit her and her stomach turned. "Say it!" Eunji hissed, and she jumped, pressing her hands to her chest, blinking in horror. "No ... you wouldn't dare ..." she gasped breathlessly, shaking her head in disbelief. "On the contrary! If you want your Taehyung to live, say so!" Eunji grinned coldly, tilting his head. "I ..." Her tears flowed again, her eyes turned to the door on their own, hoping to find it open, to give her a chance to escape.
"Don't worry, doll, I have no plans to touch your little family with my finger." he grinned, suddenly calming down. Eunji stood up and ran  fingers through his hair. "I won't be here for a few days, so rest when I return, I expect you to welcome me properly, as a good wife!" he reached out to her, and she forced herself not to move so as not to provoke him to change his mind, not to touch Taehyung and Lily.
His fingers ran over her cheek and lips. "Be a good girl while I'm gone." he smiled, and she bit the inside of her cheek, suppressing the nausea.
Mina sighed with relief when, after these words, he turned and left. She slumped, resting her forehead on the armchair. "Tae!" she cried, twisting his face in her mind. "Find me, Tae!" she prayed, as if he would hear her.

"Princess!" Taehyung rose abruptly to the bed and reached for Mina. Cold sweat was running down his forehead, his heart was pounding, and he seemed to be able to hear her voice, to smell the jasmine in the room. "Where are you, princess?" he whispered, gently stroking the sheets where she should sleep now.
A quick knock on the door made him jump, and he hurried to see who it was. "Seyong?" Taehyung stepped back, letting the lieutenant into the room. "Taehyung, we're going back to Seoul ..." the lieutenant announced breathlessly, avoiding his gaze. "What, why? What about Mina?" confused troubled Taehyung. The lieutenant hesitated, biting his lip. "We've found a new body ..." he muttered, looking down. Taehyung backed away in horror, feeling his heart pound in his throat. "A new body ..." His eyes darted over Seyong's face, searching for assurance that it wasn't Mina, everyone else, but not Mina! Taehyung kept backing away, breathing hard as his mind shifted to the worst-case scenario. "We don't know who the victim is yet." Seyong looked at him for a long time, knowing that this wouldn't reassure him at all, but it was still hope.
"But I think the kidnapper probably brought Mina back to Seoul. There's nowhere to hide her, we've searched the area, there's nowhere to hide her here. So it's time to go back." the lieutenant nodded. Taehyung took a breath, unaware that he had held it until now. He nodded and Seyong headed for the door, but turned his hand on the lock again, "I don't know what we'll find there, Mr. Kim ..." The official address made Taehyung hold his breath again. "Just be ready for anything ..." he whispered and left, leaving Taehyung drowning in an ocean of terrifying possibilities that popped into his mind.
Less than an hour later, Taehyung, Lily, Elif, Namjoon, and Jin were in Taehyung's car, while the others followed in two other cars. Lily had curled up on her father's lap, snuggling silently against his chest. Taehyung hugged her anxiously, stroking her back soothingly. His daughter was extremely distressed by Mina's absence. She barely ate, refused to go to bed, waiting for her mother to come home, and no one, not even Taehyung, could persuade her to do at least one of the two.
They both suffered from Mina's absence, literally their pain was physical. Tomorrow was Lily's birthday, what would it be like if the family wasn't whole? Taehyung loved Mina, my God, he could die for her, and now that she needed him, he relied helplessly on someone else's help, unable to do anything on his own.
Namjoon's phone rang and caught his eye. Namjoon picked it up, listened for a moment, then sighed with relief. "The victim ... She looks like Mina, but she's not!" he turned and looked at Taehyung with a kind of relieved smile. Taehyung leaned back, as if part of the weight on his shoulders had disappeared. "Thank you God!" he cried in his mind. As much as he felt sorry for the woman who had lost her life, the relief that she wasn't Mina was stronger and meant she was fine, or at least alive, and still had a chance to get her back.
And as if to remind him that he was helpless, Seyong's words came to his mind: "Usually, if we don't find the abduction victim within 72 hours of her disappearance or there is no ransom call, we find her alive in only 3 out of 10 cases.". Taehyung had overheard the conversation between Namjoon and Seyong, and now those words around the corner gripped his throat again. She was gone for almost a week ....
"She's fine, Taehyung, the lack of news is good news ..." he looked at Elif and nodded. That was all they could do, hope and pray.

Mina curled up on the ball, sobbing. How much time had passed? What did Eunji want from her, what did it mean that he was her new husband, had he not already hurt Taehyung and Lily? Her head throbbed, her nausea refusing to subside unless she pressed her belly lightly down.
Terrified, she turned her eyes to the door that was currently opening. "What the hell ..." a pair of surprised eyes stared at hers and widened in horror.