[Amber's POV]

I smiled to myself as I walked out the door. Wonhyuk had left that morning for a meeting he had to attending in Busan and promised me he would be back early that evening. I trust him. He wouldn't lie to me.

I was on my way to the convenience store when I felt someone grab my arm. I panicked as I looked up into the face of Minhyun. 

He didn't look up but the relief in his eyes was obvious, “I've finally found you little sister.”

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Minhyun had definitely not changed since the last time I had seen him. Well, maybe he did look more tired than before. Seeing him again brought me happiness but also I was worried something may have happened to my mother or my dad. He said he had been looking for me for a while.

I slowly swirled the stirrer in my coffee as I felt him staring at me.

He sighed, “It's been almost a year and you won't even look at me.”

Oh Minhyun I can't let you see. I didn't respond and just stared at my coffee.

“Amber, are you okay?”

“Of course I am.” I'm not.

He sighed again, “Do you know how much your mother cries for you?” I look up at him with wide eyes. “I thought you would at least keep contact but you just cut it off with her. Do you know how worried she is? She thinks you might be dead. Dead, Amber!” 

I looked back down at my coffee and bit my lip to hold back the tears. I took a deep breath before saying, “I'm fine, Minhyun. I'm fine.” Am I really?

He scoffed, “Are you even listening to yourself? You don't even sound sure of your own words.”

He's right. I shrugged and shut my eyes tight to prevent the tears from falling out.

“Please. I'm begging you, Amber. Please, open your eyes. I'm here for you. Mom is here for you. Even Dad is here for you. Come back to us.”

“I've always been here!” I snapped as I glared at him. I lowered my voice as I noticed the barista staring at us, “I'm fine.”

He stared, “For some reason, I can't trust your words.”

“I'm not leaving him, Minhyun. I love him.”

“That's what I was afraid of since that day. That you say this to me one day.”

I stood up from my chair and ran out of the coffee shop as the tears I tried to hold back streamed down my face. 

Why did he have to come back in my life? Why does he have to act like he knows more than me? Why? Why did he look for me? 

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I stared at the clock as it became 12:00 am. I tried not to be disappointed as I sat up from the couch and prepared to go to bed alone, again. This wasn't the first time he had broken a promise but I understood it was because he has a busy job. All future CEOs have a time consuming things to do and I mean he probably was too tired