As the night grew darker, our conversation slowed, and we lay in comfortable silence. Jiyeon's fingers traced gentle patterns on my arm, and I felt myself drifting off to sleep, her presence a constant source of comfort and love.
I waited until Jiyeon was deeply asleep, her breathing slow and even, before carefully slipping out of bed. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and tiptoed out of the bedroom, closing the door softly behind me. The hallway was quiet, the house settled into the deep stillness of the night. I made my way to my office, my mind already focused on what needed to be done.
Inside the office, I shut the door and sat down at my desk, dialing Soon-Min's number. He picked up after the second ring.
"Yes, Yura?" he answered, his voice steady and business-like.
"Did the police bring Karen in?" I asked, keeping my voice low. I didn't want to risk waking Jiyeon or alerting the rest of the household.
