YOO-MI’s POV
Jeonghan guided me slowly inside his apartment, acting as if his touch would break me. my arms still wrapped around my shoulder, trying my best not to collapse.
I watched him as he put down my luggage and walked his way to a room, his room. My eyes looked around and I found out that there’s only one room here, well, that was indicated in the ad before I booked myself in this place.
Where do I stay?
“You can stay in my room.” Jeonghan answered and my eyes grew bigger. Did I just say it loud?
“I… Can I clean myself up?” I asked, wanting to get rid of whatever was left from that bastard’s touch on my body. I can even take a bath 10 times if that could make it all go away. As for the clothes I’m wearing, I will just throw it in the trash.
“Come here,” he said leading the way to his room as I followed suit. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll just call the cops.” I can still hear the anger in his voice.