Being in Minhyun's embrace did wonders to Yoona. For once, she finally felt safe. Although the building had enough safety measures for her to be okay, for some reason, Minhyun's arms were the final wall that brought security to her heart.
Time ticked and she didn't know how much time passed. She just stayed in his arms until she was ready to speak again.
Once she was teady, Yoona pushed him back slightly. She began to clean her tears using her sleeves.
"Sorry," she said between sniffles. "I didn't mean to cry like this, I don't know what overtook me."
"It's okay," he said. His right hand gently pat the top of her head. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Yoona weakly nodded. She meant to tell him everything. "Sure."
They sat on the black leather couches and she began to recount her story, not missing a single detail. Since she also had recorded evidence, she played the conversation to further prove what had gone on behind the doors.
