What's worse: losing the one you chose to spend your life with, or discovering he was killed by someone you love?
Dear reader,
Abandon all notions of affection and sweet romantic sentiments, for this story will shatter them if you dare to continue.
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A step beyond, no turning back, A love once bright fades to black. Choices made, the past is gone, Yet echoes of it linger on.
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Minho's POV:
When I reached the back door, just a breath away from entering, the sudden eruption of gunfire sent a jolt of terror through my veins. Then, Felix's panicked scream tore through the earpiece, sending a shockwave through my entire body.
"Jisung, no!" Felix's voice was raw with fear, the desperation in his words hitting me like a sledgehammer.
I froze, the air around me turning ice-cold. "Felix, what happened to Jisung?!" I barked, barely able to keep the tremor out of my voice.
His reply was shaky, barely coherent through the sobs that choked him. "Hyung, please... hurry. Jisung... he's been shot."
A crushing weight settled on my chest. Jisung—my brother, my responsibility—was lying somewhere, bleeding out, and I wasn't there to protect him. The fear twisted into anger, igniting a fire that threatened to consume me.
"Chan, where the hell are you?!" I shouted into the earpiece, hoping for some sort of response, but there was nothing—only a chilling silence. The realization hit me hard: Viper's men had gotten to him, too.
There was no time to process, no room for hesitation. We were walking into a trap. "Felix, you need to turn on the alarms and cut the lights. Now!" My voice was sharp, commanding, but all I heard from the other end was the sound of Felix's panicked breathing.
"Felix, listen to me! You have to do this. If you don't, we're all dead!" I yelled, trying to cut through his fear with the sheer force of my words.
But then his voice, shaky and broken, cut through. "Hyung, I can't. I've been blocked. Someone's preventing me from accessing the systems. They're shutting me out."
"Fuck!" I shouted, the frustration boiling over. We were blind, helpless, and the walls were closing in around us.
"Felix, stay with me!" I ordered, but before I could get another word in, the line went dead. The silence that followed was deafening.
Before I could make another move, a cold, hard presence pressed against the back of my head. A gun. My body went rigid, every muscle tensing as I felt the barrel dig into my skull.
"Drop your weapon," a voice commanded from behind me, low and menacing.
I clenched my jaw, the fire inside me turning into a cold, deadly resolve. I could feel the weight of my gun in my hand, but I knew one wrong move, and it was over. For me, for Jisung, for all of us.
Slowly, I released my grip on the gun, letting it fall to the ground with a heavy thud. My mind raced, searching for a way out, a plan, anything. But all I could think of was Jisung, bleeding out somewhere, and the sound of Felix's desperate cries echoing in my ears.
