Park min's POV
I had been pacing for an hour, maybe more. The room was quiet, but my mind wasn't. I was tired of thinking. Tired of hating myself for thinking, tired of hating him for lying, and tired of lying to myself about not feeling anything at all. I knew the truth now, and it was a punch to the gut I didn't want. I was in love with Yu Jin. A man who lied to me, who was part of something I hated my entire life, but still… I loved him. I hated that too.
I got up and left the office, ignoring everything I was supposed to do. Forget strategy, forget work, forget all the damn pride I had. He wasn't coming in, not after what happened. So, I made a decision I didn't even have to think about. I was going to his place.
I couldn't drive, not right now. The taxi ride felt longer than it was. My hands gripped the edge of the seat, and my mind ran through every possible way he might react. Angry? Scared? Sad? Probably all three. I had no right to see him. I didn't care. I needed to.
