Apologies were useless now, we had been discovered, and maybe it was for the best. Daon already knew everything, but perhaps seeing it with his own eyes would push him away from me and keep him safe, as I knew I could never stay by his side. Daon seemed completely destabilized by my response, and confusion was written all over his face."What? What do you mean?" he asked, intrigued by my revelation."I met Jayden on my first day here. When we went to meet your mother, and she treated me poorly, I left and went to a bar," I began, but my voice faltered.Maybe none of this would have happened if I hadn’t overheard what his mother said that day. Maybe it wouldn’t have happened if we hadn't come to Korea. No. I can’t blame my mistake on circumstances. The only one to blame for everything that happened was myself, for being weak. I let myself be carried away by my impulsiveness, and now I was suffering the consequences of my own actions."I know. You were with a guy there and said it meant
Jayden's Point of View.I knew that one day Daon would find out everything, and I thought that when that day came, I’d be able to say something better than just repeating meaningless apologies to him. I knew I was wrong, I knew Daon didn’t deserve any of this, but the more he talked, the more anger I felt. When he started hitting me relentlessly, without even trying to hear or understand what I had to say, I completely lost control and started throwing punches and kicks back at him.We were blindly attacking each other. My fists hurt and were covered in blood. I couldn’t tell if it was mine or Daon’s. I could hear Jane’s voice in the distance, trying to get us to stop, but the rage had blinded us. The only thing that finally made us stop was when Simon and Maryna appeared and pulled us apart before something worse happened. Even though they broke up the fight, we kept attacking each other, but now, instead of fists, we used words.“You’ve always been a selfish jerk! Without my help, y
Jayden's Point of ViewThe guard zooms in and, after enhancing the image, the vehicle’s license plate becomes clearly visible. Maryna grabs her phone and starts dialing a number while Daon seems to be growing increasingly anxious about his call."No! We have recordings that prove she was kidnapped! She didn’t run away! I CAN'T CALM DOWN! MY WIFE WAS DRUGGED, KIDNAPPED, AND YOU’RE TELLING ME TO WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW? BY TOMORROW HE’LL ALREADY HAVE TAKEN HER OUT OF THE COUNTRY, YOU IDIOT!" Daon shouted, enraged.He didn’t seem to be getting anywhere with the inspector, who appeared to be stubbornly holding onto his own version of the story. Meanwhile, Maryna looked excited as she spoke in a language I didn’t understand, and as soon as she hung up, my heart almost stopped."A long-time friend is going to try to track the car, but he reminded me of something important. The only airport with international flights is Incheon, so we need to head there immediately," Maryna explained urgently."
Jayden's Point of ViewBefore I could react, Maryna took off running, even in her long red evening gown. She kicked off her matching red heels and simply sprinted with surprising speed, catching up to them. She leaped onto the back of the taller figure, who appeared to be the man, and started hitting him on the head. The boys were as shocked as I was, but they quickly reacted, and we all ran over to help Maryna. However, the woman covered in a burka began screaming and crying in a language I didn’t recognize, and airport security surrounded us. Maryna managed to pull the cloth off the man's head and face, revealing that it wasn’t Bobby. The final boarding call for the flight to Venezuela was being made, and we were now surrounded by security. The situation couldn't have been more desperate. They were pulling Maryna off the man, restraining her with her hands bound in front of her using plastic ties. She was trying to explain the situation when something seemed to dawn on her, and her
Jane’s Point of ViewBeing threatened, kidnapped, none of that affected me as much as the sound of that gunshot. I was still numb from the substance Bobby injected into me, but I managed to stand. Everything seemed to move in slow motion, which allowed me to see everything clearly. Daon provoked Bobby, risking his own neck to save me despite my tearful pleas for him to leave.All I wanted was for everyone to get out of here safely. I just wanted to erase the stain of my existence from their lives so they wouldn’t have to go through this. I looked around, seeing the distress on the officers' faces, the tears streaming down Jayden’s flawless face, and Daon’s determined look, his eyes full of resolve to save me even if it cost him his life.When he achieved his goal and Bobby moved the gun from my head to point at him, Daon smirked, and my heart seemed to stop. It was as if Daon wanted Bobby to shoot him, and after a few words that made Bobby’s body tremble next to mine, I wanted to say
Jane’s Point of ViewMaryna pouted, and I couldn’t help but smile when Louyse seemed to tug at her blouse.“You don’t need to apologize. Now we’re all going to be a family, and the only thing that matters is your well-being,” Louyse said, looking pleased.She seemed to realize what she had said, and everyone stared at her, then looked at me.“Family?” I asked.“Stop scaring my patient, you impatient lot. Let me examine her first,” the doctor joked, and started examining me. He soon sighed as if thinking of a simple way to deliver news I wasn’t sure was good or bad.“Alright, your vital signs are normal, and your blood pressure is steady. Jane, the sedative you were given was strong, but not enough to keep you unconscious for more than two hours. However, what complicated things is that you're pregnant,” the doctor stated.“Pregnant?” I asked, startled.“Yes. Nearly six weeks along,” the doctor confirmed.I was completely shocked, and the worst part was that I didn’t even know who the
Jane’s Point of ViewFour years later.I woke up stretching, desperately wishing to sleep for ten more minutes before the twins burst into the room, jumping on the bed like they did every morning. Before I could close my eyes again, I felt the familiar touch of my husband on my arms and soon felt him pressing his body against mine, already kissing my neck.“Time to wake up, sleepyhead,” he said.“No, just ten more minutes,” I whined, feeling his body against mine.“What if we use those ten minutes to do something much better?” he teased, making me smile, teasing him back.“Aren’t you tired, Mister Park? We barely slept last night,” I remarked.He smiled and took my hand, pulling me on top of him.“Of course, it’s not every day the kids go to bed early,” he retorted.“Well, after spending the whole day at the amusement park,” I commented.He sat up on the bed, pulling me into a kiss, and lifted my nightgown, quickly taking it off completely. I took the opportunity to remove his shirt,
The night lights of Seoul seem to slide swiftly past the window, marking my first night in the city. Everything here is new and strange to me, a girl raised in the United States. It was there, just three months ago, that I found the man of my dreams."Are you nervous, darling?"His sidelong glance captures mine as he holds my hand, kissing it gently while driving. His smile melts me inside; I can hardly believe my luck in marrying him."A little. What if your mother doesn't like me?""Impossible."His smile eases my nerves, the same butterflies in my stomach dancing since the first day we met. We met at a party in the US; he was there for work, and I, trying to get over a failed relationship. It was love at first sight, and since then, we haven't been apart. When he had to return to Korea, we just couldn't stay away from each other.When he proposed to me, after a night of love, I was lost in thought. He would leave the next day, and the idea of losing him after three intense months