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Saeran said that everything is fine and he is taking care of everything in that aspect. He ended the chit-chat short and started researching on the agency. He found most of the information he wanted so he can start of with questioning Saeyoung. The agency's name is 'Dark Tulip' mainly based on selling videos of women striping for a ridiculous amount of money. He checked deeper finding that this agency looked like one of the most expanded underground. It 'looked' like that but there was not enough information inside.

More over most of it is fake or reused. Most of the photos he checked, which Saeyoung had worked on, were photoshoped. Fake IDs, photos, information, website, codes, reports, members. Everything is completely fake.

There are only two explanation. Or Saeyoung has been tricked into this, which is mostly impossible, or Saeyoung is hiding something more under his skin than Saeran has ever imagined. Saeyoung might have created a fake agency to distract him from the main part. Saeran does't want to even thing about that so he considers the first option with a smal detail, distraction.

Saeyoung might be tricked into this as a distraction. But why? And for what? He had so much evidence against Saeyoung but he still believed in his innocence. Maybe it's hope or the instinct he is receiving all this time. A while ago there was a dark voices in his mind but now this voice is trying to help him. He has a strange feeling that maybe his brother has been tricked and isn't hiding anything more.

His thoughts were cut short as a small groan was heard from under the covers of the bed. ''Why is MC already awake? Does she need something?" he quietly talked to himself and stood up from his chair. As he stood up, bright sunlight hit his eyes. That was the moment Saeran realised it's already morning. He fished out his phone to check the time.

7:36

Saeran's eyes widen as he say the time. He had stayed up researching, he should have slept even for a tiny bit. Today he needs that energy so he can go and talk to his brother and explain. You slowly move the covers away from your face. Your movement is slow, probably still tired from the anesthetic shot you received. It took you a few minutes before your eyes opened fully and registered your location and after that to see Saeran sitting besides your bed, typing away on his laptop.

Bright sunlight shines into your eyes. You rub your eyes as a soft sound echoed around you. Opening your eyes you noticed Saeran standing above you. "How are you feeling?" Saeran asked and sat back down as you follow him with your eyes. "I'm as ok as someone can be in my situation." You didn't want to worry Saeran but lying wasn't a good option either. Saeran sighs as he hears your words. Of course, why is he asking anyway?' Because you want her to be ok you idiot, but taking the situation at hand she clearly isn't' he spoke to himself inside his head.

After a short time a doctor and nurse took you for some tests. Saeran in the meantime started making a plan. As much as he wants to make things straight as soon as possible he of course can't act without a plan, a good plan. First he must take care of you. He has to make sure that you are physically and emotionally OK so he can move forward. It won't be easy and he knows it. As you took your time and fixed him, he will take his time and fix you. But that could take too much time and talking to Saeyoung is an important manner as well.

As much as he wants to put you on top, he must as well think about Saeyoung. He cannot allow him or leave him much space to progress. Saeyoung could be moving ahead of him and catching up will not be as easy as it was last time. The first time, as Saeran stole the files from Saeyoung's computer, was only a error he didn't notice. He could have stepped his game ahead of him and blocked any blind spots.

The only option Saeran has been left with is choosing. He can choose taking care of you first and let Saeyoung progress further but he also can chase Saeyoung but leave you behind.  Maybe he can trust someone other from the RFA to take care of you? Will you agree? He was clearing his options inside his tangled head as you enter your room in a wheelchair. He immediately stood up to help you but a nurse tailed behind you. She pulled out some papers and hang them in front of MC's bed. "How is she doing?" Searan asked as he helped you move to the bed.

"Well by the blood test, the results show that it was a asthma panic attach. It's not a common attach but so there is nothing to worry about. Mrs. Choi doesn't have any past records of a serious suffering of panic attacks. The only trigger in this situation must be a really sudden stress or even a sudden shock she must have went through." The nurse looks down at her papers and writes down something. Without looking back up she continues. "As I was saying, he result haven't shown anything suspicious so she will be released tomorrow." She looks up and smiles at you before leaving the room.

Saeran was a bit thrown of by your quick release. He had hoped maybe he had some more time figuring out his master plan. "So I'm being released tomorrow." you quietly repeat the nurse's words wanting to start slow on the topic. "Yeah.." Saeran replayed and placed his head in his hands. It was hard thinking that you can't return to your home, Saeyoung, nor now nor ever. "Look I have been planing this for some time by now but I have only one option left." Saeran said seriously and looked up from the floor where his eyes were resting.

You thought maybe he was thinking about taking you to another RFA member. You know they most be busy with their own life but you are quit desperate in this situation. If not a member then maybe a hotel. Knowing Saeyoung he will search for you and visit every RFA member to get any information about you. Thinking about that made your heart hurt 'Did he even care anymore?'. He clearly wasn't here and he didn't even try and contact you nor Saeran and maybe learn about your situation. He just didn't care anymore, you were useless to him by now.

"I will send you back to your family for the time being." Your eyes grow wide as you hears Saeran's final decision. Saeran began to worry as he watched your shocked expression change into a blank and then a sad one. "I can't go back there." you say and hug the covers closer to your body, feeling like Saeran saw everything inside you with one look.

Saeran hasn't searched too deep into your family so the only information he had was that you were an only child. "And why is that MC?" he calmly asked and placed his hand close to your, he didn't want to push you so if you needed it, you would take it. It was hard talking about your family, maybe Saeran doesn’t know anything about your family so he decided it's the best option. In reality it's worse than returning back to Saeyoung.

Thinking about those two situations together made your breath quicker and your hands started to shake. Saeran noticed and started panicking, he didn't want to trigger an panic attach like the one you had the first time. "Hey, if you don't want to talk about it, it's ok-" he was cut off as you took a sharp breath in and sudden answer. "No, Saeran. I don't want to hide anything anymore. 

Look in the situation all those secrets brought us to. I don't want to hide anything from you anymore and I want you to do the same." still shaking you took his warm hand and looked into his eyes, waiting for an answer.

You were right, you were always right. All those secrets have brought the three of you into a hell and the path out won't be easy to find but the first step is to place all the cards on the table. "I will MC, I will be honest with you from now on." or tell you only the things you need to know, he wanted to add but it was useless if he was promising the complete opposite.

You smiled and fixed your pillow. Taking a deep breath you started to plan the point from were you were going to explain first. You nod to yourself and look back at Saeran. "I had a brother." only by that fact Saeran's eyes widen. He would have never guessed. A second later he noticed better your choice of words, 'had'. "Me and my brother were like one. He was older that me by 3 years but that didn't stop us in anything. From when I was a baby my brother loved me and took care of me." You nervously laughed at the sweet memory of a photo in which your brother was holding you just after your birth came to your mind.

"Leon was the perfect brother I could have ever imagined. The memories we made were always happy. He was always so friendly and caring that he was my idol and I really wanted to become more like him. Well I wasn't so social so I didn't have any friends but I didn't care until, well my brother graduated from my school and we had to separate. Those were years I only can describe as hell. I didn't have my brother to protect me. Our parents didn't like that I only depended on Leon so they offered him to skip a year forward. I still don't fully understand why. Leon was a genius but they always mentioned that it wasn't only for that."

Saeran observed you carefully and listened to everything, he noticed that the memories were just easily leaving your lips. He was scared that this may cause a panic attach if there is a traumatic experience. "I was really weak without my brother but I still had the goal to become like him. In high school he won 6  rewards on a international competition. My parents weren't really proud of him which always surprised me but my uncle was his biggest supporter. Every high school year he won award on chemistry, computers and psychology." Saeran did some basic math and the result didn't mach. "What about the 3rd year? You said he won 3 every year." That was the moment he saw the sadness."The third year was the year I came to the same high school. Of course after so long without him in the same school, people looked weirdly at me when I spent breaks with him because he was older. People didn't really know that I was his sister. We were different in looks and personality. He had black hair, I have brown. He had blue eyes, I have pink. He was really tall but I was still kinda short in high school."

You were explaining the difference between you and your brother and you really were different in both look and personalities. He also imagined him. Short black hair, tall and slender figure and shiny blue eyes. "That was also the year my brother dead." Saeran's head shot up to look at you as he registered the information. "In high school I tried expanding my social skills. I wanted to make friends and be popular like my brother. I wasn't going to be popular by my looks like my brother but I still tried. I also kept it a secret from my brother which felt like a sin. We always shared everything so hiding something felt really heavy. I wanted to become popular by myself so I didn't want any help from my brother." a heavy sigh left your lips and made you continue. "That was a really big mistake. By the time my brother learned about my goal I was in a small group of people. They looked OK and pretty normal but my brother warned me that they are really bad outside school and to cut contact soon. I didn't believe him at first and thought that he may thing that I am too weak to make friends. I didn't stop hanging out with them and Leon and me started being distant. We didn't hang out on breaks and at home I was mostly on the phone with the group."

"One night I decided that maybe I can go out with them, most of the time we only met at school so I wanted to move forward. It was 11pm when I secretly left the house. We met in a small alley and started deciding on the place we wanted to hang out. Well that night they wanted to explore the old factory that was just outside the city. I knew that there was a toxic explosion there so I protested and warned them about that. They started calling me names and claimed that I only depend on my brother. I after so many years of hearing the same I couldn't take it anymore so decided to leave. After that everything went on fast. One of them pulled out a knife and threatened if I didn't go that they would open my gust and feed me to the dogs. I couldn't run because they circled me before I knew it. I started screaming until the one with the knife got tired and charged to stab me. That was the moment my brother showed up and protected me, he shoved me away and took the hit for me. The others go scared and run away. As soon as they left I run to Leon and helped him but it was useless. By the time police and the ambulance came he was dead. I still remember how much I cried and begged him to forgive me for not listening to him sooner. He only said that he was proud of himself for protecting me, he said that he was a true brother."

It was difficult for you to keep all of your emotions inside and you remembered the scene. Your brother's blood on your clothes. You crying into his bleeding chest and begging god to save him. It was a really difficult time of your life and most difficult was about to come. " After my brother died I was a complete wreak. I couldn't sleep nor eat without thinking about his absence. My parents were another story. My mother had cried a little at the news of my brother but my father didn't even blink. He was always cold to my brother but behaved in front of me. He didn't even want to grave him and commented it as 'a waist of money.'. My mother talked to me and explained that maybe he is taking things his way but that was explainable." A cold laugh left your lips at the sour memory of your father. "He hated when I mentioned him. The day after his funeral he got into his room and destroyed the shit out of it, breaking every memory of him. I tried saving something, anything but with no result. He then set the room on fire, taking us outside and drove for hours. He moved us to a completely new town without asking anyone, not even my mother. I couldn't take his selfish character anymore. On my 17th birthday I contacted my uncle, with his small help I run away. He got me a normal life as his orphaned niece. He lived here in Korea and still leaves here I think."You sighed with relief as a weigh was lifted of your shoulders. Saeran was still as you gazed at him. "And I though I had a fucked up life." he laughed coldly and clicked his tongue. "Don't say that. You had your own pain as I had my own." your small, but true, smile melted his anger.

He couldn't believe that a person so sweet, caring, warm and sharing was emotionally tortured like that. "Well not that that is past us I got a little hungry." Saeran laughed as your stomach growled. "OK, you grizli bear. Be right back." Saeran stood up and walked the hallway to get you your meal.