Sun-Hi woke up with the sun shining through his glass windows onto his covered face. His plush blankets thrown around his body as he shifted to slowly sit up, rubbing his eyes to rid himself of sleep. A quiet yawn escaped his chapped lips before he froze.

Where was he? This looked like his real husband’s bed, the dirtied blanket torn in spots before he jumped up, tripping over his own two feet as he ran down the hall to the stairs.

Sun-Hi ran to the living room where the door that held his fake husband was. His fingers shifting to grab the key around his neck to open the door rapidly. Desperate to see his one true love and get out of his abuser’s home.