Yuna:
Yuna sat in the chair for what felt like too long.
The music, the laughter, the clinking glasses—everything started to blur into noise.
She checked the time.
"…It's been thirty minutes," she murmured.
Ethan said he'd be back in a few minutes.
A small uneasiness settled in her chest.
She stood up.
"I'll just go check," she whispered to herself.
---
Yuna walked toward the corridor where Ethan and Valentina had disappeared earlier.
The further she walked, the quieter it became.
The party sounds faded behind her.
Only the soft echo of her heels remained.
She reached a door.
Valentina's study.
Yuna gently pushed it open.
Empty.
Her brows furrowed.
"Ethan?"
No response.
She stepped inside, looking around.
Nothing.
Her heart started beating a little faster.
"Where did they go…?"
She stepped back into the corridor.
One by one, she checked the other rooms.
Each one empty.
Each one making her feel more uneasy.
Then—
At the very end of the corridor—
There was one last door.
Closed.
She slowly walked toward it.
And then—
She heard something.
A soft sound.
Not clear.
But enough to make her stop.
Her hand hesitated on the doorknob.
Her heart started pounding.
"…No," she whispered, almost like she was denying something before even seeing it.
Still—
She pushed the door open slightly.
Just a little.
Enough to see inside.
And then—
Everything stopped.
Ethan.
And Valentina on the bed.
Close.
Too close.
His face near her shoulder and biting her.
His hand moving to unzip her clothes—
Yuna's breath caught.
Her fingers tightened on the door.
For a second, she couldn't move.
Couldn't think.
Couldn't even breathe properly.
Her chest felt tight.
Heavy.
Like something inside her just… broke.
Without making a sound—
She closed the door.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Like if she made noise, it would make everything real.
But it was already real.
---
She walked back.
Step by step.
The corridor felt longer now.
Colder.
When she reached the party hall again, the noise hit her all at once.
But she didn't hear anything clearly.
A waiter approached her.
"Ma'am, would you like a drink?"
Yuna took the glass without thinking.
Then another.
And another.
The liquid burned slightly as it went down, but she didn't stop.
Her eyes felt heavy.
Her chest felt tighter.
She turned and walked out of the mansion.
---
Outside, the night air hit her face.
Cold.
But it didn't help.
Ethan's driver was standing near the car.
"Miss Yuna?" he said, surprised. "Where are you going?"
"Give me the keys."
Her voice was unsteady.
"Ma'am, I don't think—"
"I said give me the keys."
He hesitated.
"You've been drinking—"
Yuna looked at him.
Her eyes were red.
Angry.
Broken.
"Give. Me. The keys."
Something in her expression made him stop arguing.
Slowly, he handed them over.
---
The car started with a sharp sound.
Yuna drove off.
Fast.
Too fast.
The road was almost empty.
On one side—
Dark mountains.
On the other—
The vast, silent sea.
The wind rushed through the slightly open window.
Her vision blurred.
Tears streamed down her face.
"Why…?" she whispered.
Her grip on the steering wheel tightened.
"Why did you do that… Ethan…?"
Her voice broke.
"You promised…"
Her breathing became uneven.
"You said… you wouldn't…"
Her words dissolved into sobs.
"I trusted you…"
The car sped faster.
The road curved dangerously ahead.
Her tears didn't stop.
"I love you…"
Her voice cracked loudly now.
"Then why—?!"
Suddenly—
Bright lights appeared ahead.
A truck.
Coming fast.
Too fast.
Yuna's eyes widened.
Her hands shook.
The horn blared loudly.
The light blinded her vision.
In panic—
She turned the steering wheel sharply—
The tires screeched.
The car lost control—
And—
Everything went silent.