I was emotionally stressed as I lay down on the red bed of this guest room. Suho came earlier asking me if I am hungry and I said no. How could I be hungry when I am already numb? I couldn’t feel any discomfort right now. I feel like just a sheet of paper.

My mind was refusing to accept the truth.  It’s sure that words aren’t enough to justify truths, but Suho have already given proofs and connected the dots. Yoona is a real traitor. But how could she do that?

All along, we’ve been together. How could I not notice it? When she joined the clan, she was nobody. No one ever knew where she came from…except M, I guess. Wait, does he know about Yoona’s identity?

Too many questions were left unanswered and now they’re hurting my head so bad that I unconsciously shed tears. Why does the world need to be so cruel to me? Why does it have to be Yoona? That ! She gotta make sure Yuri and the others are still alive or else, I’d kill with my own hands.

Oh, you would kill, Aphrodite?

I looked over to the side table and noticed my phone. Suho brought it here. I must have lost it. With weak arm, I reached for it. It says there that it’s already 3 in the morning. I haven’t had my most decent sleep.

There’s a message.

It’s from the unknown number again—the one from other country.

Princess, tell me you’re all right. Just focus, always, okay? I’d like to help but…stay alive.

I frowned to the message. Who is this person? Why does he or she always text me when I am in need of encouragements?

Because I was already feeling that curiosity was killing me, I texted, asking who he or she was. But I received no reply so I just dismissed it. Tss, why do I even care, then?

I am tired. I am tired of what is happening, I said to myself.

I guess I needed a decent rest, at least. I hope this can help me a bit because I would lose my sanity in any minute if I didn’t give myself a break. And just when I was about to drift away, a phone vibrated.

Cold as ice yet warm as sun. Who’s a good person now?

My head started to hurt…my surroundings were shaking…turning black until I—

“Jung Sooyeon!!” I heard a man’s voice called out somewhe