No matter how far you ran, he would ALWAYS find you. Everyone you loved suffered from your actions; he wasn’t your Coryo anymore. He was some abomination disguised behind that charming smile of his. No one knew him the way you did. You woke up unconscious in a bedroom; for days you have been here, the staff usually attended to you; however, today was different. There was a light knock on the door, and he came in with a breakfast tray with a devilish smile.

“Good morning, darling.”