The private elevator carried Seo-yeon upward, the smooth ascent a stark contrast to the nervous fluttering in her chest. This was it—she was going to Joon-ho's private residence, taking the next step toward whatever future lay ahead of her. The decision had been building inside her since the Baek family dinner, each moment of suffocation and control pushing her closer to this point.
The elevator doors opened silently, revealing a spacious, elegantly appointed living area. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a stunning view of the city, the furniture was modern and comfortable, and the overall atmosphere was one of quiet luxury. But what caught Seo-yeon's attention immediately was the woman who rose from the sofa to greet her.
