Yujun's POV
Heavy footsteps are coming in the direction of the living room where my sister, my mother and I are standing with our hands in front of us, waiting for the man who wears the title of 'father' and 'husband'
I have been holding Yunah's hand for comfort sake but the second the footsteps get louder, I let the cold hand go and put my hands behind me, squaring my shoulders to look relevant.
The prim and proper way to represent my family as the alpha of the home.
It never ends…The pretending never ends, not even when I am screaming inside me in utter confusion…why would Jaehyun break the engagement and not say a word to me?
The door slams open and we collectively respond by flinching.
No one dares to breathe the wrong way the moment father storms in with his horde of loyal dogs and his favorite child dressed in black behind them.
Both of them have matching expressions of anger. Truly father and daughter.
