Chapter 201
Seoul, South Korea
~Phoebe~
I remembered him.
I remembered the years of torment I endured because of him, at his hands.
My abeoji.
"Phoebe!"
I heard the velvet voice again.
The room came back into view; I was no longer in that musty house.
And the face taking up most of my vision's space.
It was Taeyung's.
"Phoebe!"
I blinked repeatedly as my eyes began to settle.
"Taeyung." I whispered.
My body moved on its own accord launching at him before pain ripped through my chest.
"Oof, ow, oouu." I moaned leaning back down.
Tears started falling uncontrollably from my eyes.
"Hey, hey, yeobo. Hey, it's okay. I'm here. I'm here." He reassured me.
I shook my head.
"I remember." I told him. "I remember."
"You do?"
I nodded enthusiastically.
"Thank god!"
It was Taeyung.
It was Mrs. Kim, him omoni.
"I brought some bone broth for sipping. I left out anything solid because I heard swallowing hurts after you've been incubated."
