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It wasn't long before you awoke again, the pain somewhat better but obviously still there. This time though, everyone is asleep , the cracking of the fire trying to lull you back to sleep but you wipe your eyes, pushing yourself up and against the wall. The pain that wraps around your side is numb though, you can still feel the fire within it. Your stomach rumbles in hunger and you look to your left seeing Seonghwa asleep next to Hongjoong, his arm draped over his face, covering his eyes. I guess I'll have to wait to eat. You sigh and let and your eyes flutter shut, the sound of the fire truly making you want to rest again but the sound of footsteps has you jolting up, eyes wide and looking around until they land on a figure. Yeosang. In his hand is a can of food and in the other is a cup, his steps slow as if he's afraid to scare you off. 

"Seonghwa fell asleep, I figured I'd make you some food," He says in a gentle, deep voice , finally reaching you and crouching down to place the food and drink next to you. You only nod in understanding and pick up the can of food, taking a piece of fruit out and popping it in your mouth. You don't remember the last time you ate and that one single piece tasted like heaven. Yeosang doesn't say anything and instead he watches you eat, much to your discomfort but you continue eating finishing it off before placing the can back down on the ground. A moment of silence passes but Yeosang doesn't speak, in fact, he's so silent it doesn't even seem like he's breathing. His stare feels like a laser beaming down on you , deep in your soul and you shift uncomfortably but you move too fast and your side scrapes against the wall earning a painful whimper from you.

"Are you alright?" Yeosang is quick to check your side, making sure you're comfortable again but he doesn't move away quite yet until you nod, giving him a smile but it's forced, stiff as one thought keeps crossing your mind.

"Wooyoung, is he..." Your voice trails off into the air, glancing at him and you expect him to miss your gaze but instead he meets it, his eyes so intense that it's you who looks away, not being able to handle it. Your mother always told you how intense your father's eyes were; it was like staring into a pit of fire and you assume this is how she felt.

"He's alright, if that's what you're worried about," Yeosang mutters softly and you look back at him, this time keeping your gaze on him,"He's sleeping with his horse, though." You nod and push a single strand of hair behind your ear, playing with your fingers. You hoped that knowing Wooyoung was alright would help ease whatever was inside of you but your mind rears to San. There were so many things going on in your head, running around and begging for answers. What had Wooyoung meant in his time of anger? Who were they talking about? He talked of you as if you were just some replacement, is that what you were?

"If you keep frowning you'll get lines on your forehead," Yeosang speaks and you jump, forgetting that he was even there.

"Sorry, I'm just...thinking," You respond, sighing.

"San?" You gape at him in surprise but his expression is blank and somewhat bored though his eyes tell a different story. You open your mouth to spew out a lie but nothing comes out so you close your lips.

"Are you worried for his well-being or the answers he might have?" His words jab at you and you have nothing to say. You won't lie and say that you're worried more about the answers he might have for your questions but you find yourself worrying about him as well.

"Both, I'm worried about...both," You day and Yeosang nods in understanding before standing up and reaching his hand down for you to take it, tilting his head to the side.

"Come on, I'll take you to him, I'm sure he'll want to talk with you as well," He says in such a bland voice that he almost seems bored of the situation but you nod and he grips your outstretched hand, making sure you don't strain yourself as he helps you up. Both of you are careful to not wake anyone up but your foot slips and you accidentally make contact with Yunho's head but he doesn't wake up and instead to your surprise he just groans and turns over on his stomach, snoring once more. It's not long before both of you are out of the cave and the hot, humid air wraps around you as you both continue to walk along the damp grass and sticks. The moon is a crescent, luminescent and beautiful and for once it seems peaceful. Soon you hear the crackling of a fire and you unknowingly speed up but Yeosang grips your hand tightly and pulls you back.

"Don't wander off, it isn't safe out in the dark," He says in all seriousness and you gulp, staying behind him. Suddenly, both of you are in front of a clearly disheveled San seated on a big rock, his head hanging low and he's dangerously close to the fire. You furrow your eyebrows, Yeosang lets go of your hand and you turn to look at him but he nudges his head towards San, slowly backing away but before he leaves he opens his mouth.

"Don't let his words hit you, he's difficult." And with that he turns and leaves, his footsteps growing faint until you can't hear him anymore and it's just you and San. He doesn't speak and he's so silent that you think he's asleep but when you step forward and a branch snaps he jumps up, swiveling around and the expression that clouds over his face once he spots you makes your heart race. His eyes are downcast, swirling with so many emotions like a hurricane but there's one you can see; guilt. He chuckles sarcastically and turns back around, staring at the fire.

"Why are you out here? It's dangerous," He says hollowly, like an unfocused light but you don't say anything and walk over to him but you don't take a seat and instead stand next to him. His hair is messy and all over the place, strands falling over his forehead, the sleeves on his shirt pushed up above his elbows and you notice that his shirt is a button up, all of the buttons undone and his chest on display. If this were any other occasion you'd look away, bashful and your cheeks would be the color of tomatoes.

"I was worried about you," You say softly, a breeze blowing against you and your words make San look up at you, a laugh rumbling in his chest.

"I'm not the one who got shot." You purse your lips and crouch down until you're seating on the floor, the damp grass making you cringe but you ignore it.

"You want answers, don't you?"

"I do."

San nods and runs his fingers through his hair and sighs shakily but not looking at you just yet.

"I cant tell you everything you want to know, not yet. Wooyoung shouldn't have said what he said," San's tone gets angrier as each word he spits out makes your heart clench. Not yet?

"What-Who was he talking about?" You ask but San shakes his head, frown pulling down on your lips. You wanted to know, needed to know, especially if being bought was just some kind of plan. You could be with your mother right now, making her herb tea and getting her to bed.

"No one, don't worry about that, whatever Wooyoung said was bullshit and he's just guilty that this happened to you." You gape at San, his bluntness slapping you but it doesn't feel like the truth. San was hiding something and you didn't like it and something snapped in you.

"Why aren't you telling me the truth, San? Why do I feel like everything Wooyoung said was right?" You dont even realize that you're standing now, fists clenched. San shakes his head again but you continue on, eyes squinted.

"Am I just a replacement of some girl you bought before? You're just one of those men who buy women for the hell of it-"

"You don't know anything about me," San mutters in all but anger,"You don't know anything."

"You're right, I dont, but I deserve to know why you even decided to buy me. To take me away from my home,from my mother-"

"You think your mother told you the truth your whole life? Your mother isn't as innocent as you see her to be," San snaps, now standing, towering over you and you stumble back in hurt and confusion. My mother? Now, you're angry, you hated when people spoke of your mother in a sour way and San wasn't going to be an exception, no matter what thoughts he has towards her.

"You don't know my mother, you don't know anything!" You bellow but San doesn't flinch in the slightest and instead laughs, his head tilted back and the action makes the anger in you swell even more.

"Trust me, princess, there are a lot of things you don't know. I could start with the fact that your father wasn't half the man that your mother always told you he was," San tauntingly steps towards you as you continue backwards,"Or the fact that your mother isn't half the woman she seems." Now, you're on the edge of tears, your throat constricting. Too much was happening all at once and the pain on your side is back. San notices the flash of pain on your face and he breathes deeply before reaching forward and grabbing your arm, pulling you but not too rough.

"Let's go back, Seonghwa won't like you being out here," San says softly, totally different from his tone that he previously used and you nod but you turn your gaze away from him, casting it to the ground. San begins to pull you forward and you both are off back to the cave, the moon still shining so brightly above you.

"Y/n" Your name rolls off San's tongue like velvet,"I'm sorry for what Wooyoung said. I know you want to know who she is." You don't say anything but you do look up, staring at his back.

"Everyone has a dark past, just remember that."

[ NOTE : so i finally updated :D thank you to those who reported the person who plagiarized me, the book has been taken down 😁 also i know the romance is really slow in this book but i promise come the following chapters there will be heart eyes , also hhhh i'm not good at being cryptic ]