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Michael's POV

"YN!" I closed the door behind me "YN, baby I'm home!" I called my fiancée YN to let her know I've returned so that she could welcome me like usually - jump in my arms and kiss my face million times. "YNNN!!! Where are you?" but today was different.

She would wait for me impatiently while I was gone and then throw herself in my arms once I've entered the house. Now, I wondered where she was.

"YN!?" suddenly I heard her voice.

"Coming!" and then the sounds of her shoes against the wooden staircase.

There she was finally.

"Where have you been baby? I kept calling your name!"
"I ah.. was upstairs..." she swallowed hard.
"Aren't you gonna kiss me?" I asked.
"Oh yes.." she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek which felt so unnatural to me. There was something going on.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
"Yes, Michael.. why wouldn't it be okay?" she let out a giggle, but I could tell it was a fake one.

However, things got even weirder when we went to bed.

YN wore a pajamas that covered her body entirely. She'd usually wear something sexy in bed to seduce me, but tonight... she even turned to the side with her back facing me and wrapped her body around the blanket. Was she trying to avoid me?

I tried placing my hand over her body and then planting kisses on her neck, seeking her love, but she gently shook my hand away and said she was tired.

I believed something wasn't right, but then when I thought about it again, I decided she might be right. After all, we got engaged quite recently and she had just moved in with me... all of this was new to her! The way I lived... she had to get used to it and that wasn't easy. Maybe she really was tired. Therefore, I decided it'd be best if I let her rest and not torment her with questions about that. I would give her some time and then talk about it.

In the morning when I woke up and went to the bathroom to do my morning routine, I found something in the drawer - a razor blade covered in blood.

It looked as if someone had been cutting themselves and then hidden the razor quickly inside the drawer. Wait a minute.. could it be that YN...

I scurried out of the bathroom holding the razor blade in my hand.

"YN!" she was making the bed "What is this!?" I held it in front of her.
"I don't know..." she whispered and continued making the bed. I could tell she was lying.
"You don't know?? Then who does? I found it in the drawer? You take care of our house, so you know?!!! Tell me!"
"Michael, I really don't know.." I could tell she was about to cry. Then I looked at her pajamas.
"Show me your body."
"No.." she replied.
"YN, I want you to show me your body! Take off that pajamas!" I said more sternly and took a few steps towards her.
"No!" she took a few steps back.
"Are you hiding something from me?? Show me your body!"
"No leave me alone!" she tried running away, but I grabbed her arm and gently pushed her on the bed. I lifted and removed her pajamas top to see her wrists were cut. She begun crying and I froze in fear.

"What have you done to yourself.." I whispered.
"Nothing!" I took her wrists in my hands. The cut was fresh. So that was what she was doing yesterday.
"YN.. why would you do such thing?? I don't understand.. How could you hurt yourself??? You're hurting myself too! Didn't you think about me at least a little before you did this reckless thing??"
"It was because I was thinking about you, Michael!" she suddenly blurted.
"I don't understand..." my eyes became wet "Why would you want to end your life and my reason for existence?? How can I live without you?? We got engaged! We promised each other love until the grave! Why are you doing this to me??!! Why!? Don't you love me anymore?" I asked with sadness in my voice, afraid of the answer that was about to come.
"It's because I love you! Don't you understand... I'm not good enough for you! I'm just a stupid, poor girl! I don't have career like you nor do I have money!! I'm poor! I'm not for you!"
"Who told you that??"
"No one! I'm saying it."
"I think we had already cleared that up in the beginning of our relationship! I don't want you because of money! Damn all the money, I don't care and I've told you million times that all that I have is yours! Why are you talking like that all of a sudden? I don't understand... Did somebody tell you something?"
"No.." I looked at her and could tell she was laying.

It wasn't the first time people have tried to separate us...

"Who did?" I asked.
"No one! Leave me alone."
"I'm not gonna lave you alone until you tell me!" I grabbed her arm, but she jerked me away "Please tell me, YN!" she shook her head. "Okay if you don't want then I'll ask my bodyguards to show me the recordings of the cameras."
"What.. no! Don't!" someone was here and told her all those bad things for sure.

I was determined to find out who tried to hurt my baby and was walking to the bodyguards' office where all the computers and cameras were installed for my safety.

On the way there, YN was trying to stop me which was making me more curious to see the recordings.

"I want to see who has been here yesterday." I said as I opened the door.
"Michael please... let's go back to our room please!" YN was begging me, but I had to know and whoever this person was, I was going to make sure they didn't bother my YN anymore!
"We found it Mr. Jackson!"
"Play it!" I ordered and when the video started and I couldn't believe it "Mother??!!"

Part two coming!