Yujun's POV
The weather is getting colder.
The crossing into a new year is approaching.
For others it's a new year…for me? It's a new life.
Four days to salvation.
Yunah has been sticking to my side now more than ever. My little sister these days is always concerned about what I eat and my scent.
My door is heavily guarded and so is my window. My decorated prison now feels like what it is without filters.
A prison.
I have barely left my room, all I need is being brought to me by servants and maids; "The good must stay in good condition" they say.
Me.
I am the good.
Not a person. Not the useless omega. Not the pretentious alpha heir.
I am just that.
The good.
Three days to salvation
My mom for the first time in a long time visits my room with the biggest smile on her face.
I had been happy to see her, my heart still clings to family but the happiness dies as her happiness grows.
