Yujun's POV
No. no. no.
I start to panic with my phone held to my chest.
I have no way to contact Jaehyun, I can't call my sister, I can't call my mother.
"What do I do?" I ask myself, pacing the room as my omega whines at my stupidity.
How could I have forgotten a detail this important?
I run my fingers through my hair and pull on it in frustration as tears well up in my eyes, what is wrong with me?
Why do I keep doing everything wrongly.
The curtain is being blown lightly by the wind, and it catches my attention as I look outside; it's getting late and I blink twice as a thought comes to mind.
If he can't come to me, I will go to him. I know the men guarding the house won't let me through, but I'll fight if I have to.
I will go to Jaehyun…I will go to my sister.
Again, I open the door and find the same guard still standing at my door, he looks at me and drops his gaze to the floor.
"I'm hungry" I say and he grimaces like I said something offensive.
