JEONGHAN’S POV
I stayed inside my car crying my heart out. I let out a deep breath and exhaled heavily letting out the dread, the emotion, the uncertainty and confusion.
I’m numb but on fire. I’m in shock but I’m lucid.
Yoo-Mi is mine! She’s mine! She’s mine!
I reached for my phone when it went off. I quickly grabbed it from the stand, hating the loud noise it made. I looked at the display and I sighed when I saw it was my mom who was calling me.
I cleared my throat and swallowed the lump in my throat before I speak. “What do you want mom?”
“Is that how you greet your own mother Jeonghan?” she asked and I felt irritated with her voice. “I’ve been spamming you with texts for over an hour!” she practically yelled through my phone causing me to roll my eyes.
“I haven’t
