It was late at night when I arrived in Seoul. As soon as I got off the plane at Incheon Airport, I checked my phone. No messages, but three missed calls. Two from Q, one from Minho.

     Quickly dialling Minho's number, I only had to wait for it to ring three times before he picked up.

    "I just got off the plane," I said, not giving him time to even say hello, "Well?" I asked, pulling my suitcases off the conveyor belt.

    "He got out of surgery a while ago. We tried to call you to let you know, but you were probably already on the plane by then," Minho sounded more relaxed.

       "So how is he?" I questioned.

    Minho sighed, "The doctors say he's in a coma, they don't know when he'll wake up. They say..." He choked, "t-they said he crashed on the operating table once. It took them ages to revive him and he had also lost a lot of blood."

      "But he's going to be okay now, right?" I waited in line to get through customs.

   "He's currently in ICU. He's stable, and Florian said that's a good sign. But the doctors want to monitor and keep an eye on him just in case he crashes again," Minho took in a shaky deep breath. "O-oh, by the way, Mum texted me back and said it's alright for you to stay at our place. Our chauffeur is picking you up from the airport."

      "Oh! Thank you so much! Please thank your mom for me," I said gratefully. "How do I find your chauffeur? Will he have a sign with my name on it or something?"

     "Yeah, I told him to write your name on a whiteboard. He should be waiting at the arrivals gate," Minho said.

     "Okay, got it. Listen, I got to go, I need to get through customs," I said, keep me posted, yeah?"

"Of course," Minho said.

      "I call you later," I quickly said goodbye before ending the call.

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      Getting through customs was easy, now, I just needed to find Minho's driver.

  Walking through the doors, I craned my neck, looking at signs to see if my name was on it.

     Eventually, I spotted a guy dressed in a suit holding up a sign with 'Kitty' written on it in big letters.

     "Miss Kitty Song Covey?" The man inquired as I approached him.

   "Uh yeah, that's me," I confirmed, "You must be Minho's chauffeur, he told me that you would be picking me up."

    "That is correct, miss. I'm Mr Lee," The man bowed, taking hold of my luggage, "The madam has given me instructions to take you to get settled in at the villa."

    "That sounds great, yeah, thank you," I followed him out to the car and my word was it some car!

    It was a sleek, shiny black Mercedes-Benz S-Class. Expensive! Like, Peter showed me the price of one of these, and I can tell you, I'm not buying one of these when I get my driver's license.

     Mr Lee ushered me into the back of the car before putting my suitcases and my hand luggage in the back.

       I knew Minho was rich, I didn't realise just how rich.

   "I don't when you would have last eaten, but if you're hungry there are sandwiches and snacks in that box next to you there," Mr Lee said, getting in behind the wheel, "There's also bottles of water or iced coffee should you be thirsty."

    "Thank you so much," I bowed my head in thanks. It was a respect thing, Dae had explained.

   Dae. I checked my phone to see if there was any more news, but I was met with nothing. I decided to face-call home to let them know I had arrived and that I was safe.

     "Hey guys, it's Kitty," Dad called the other over before turning back to the phone. "Hi Kitty, you've arrived then?"

      "Yeah, I had a good flight. I've just left the airport," I said.

  "We forgot about one thing," Margot said, "where are you staying?"

      "Yeah, in the sudden whirlwind of rush and chaos, we forgot that you wouldn't be staying at the dorms," Lara-Jean added.

      "Oh, don't worry, that's been taken care of," I reassured them, "Minho's mum said it was alright for me to stay at their place. Their chauffeur picked me up from the airport."

     "Oh thank goodness, I was worried you'll be sleeping on the streets," Peter gave a small chuckle.

      "Please give Minho's mom our thanks for letting you stay at their place," Dad said, smiling.

   "If I see her, she might get your thanks through text or call. She's an actress, so she travels a lot for shoots and stuff," I explained.

     "Well thank her in any way when you get the chance," Dad said.

"Don't worry I will," I smiled.

      "Any more word about Dae?" Trina asked, laying a hand on Dad's shoulder.

   "I called Minho as soon as I landed. Dae's out of surgery and is currently in ICU. Apparently, he lost a lot of blood and he crashed once on the operating table," I updated them, "He's in a coma."

    "Time in ICU should hopefully speed up the healing process as the doctors will be keeping a close eye on him and the like," Margot said positively.

     "It's late over there isn't it?" Lara-Jean glanced at the time on her phone.

   "Yeah it is," I nodded, "as soon as I get settled in, I'm going to get some sleep then head to the hospital tomorrow."

     "Well, have a good night's sleep, Kitty. Give us an update whenever you can, no matter the time of day," Trina said. The others around her agreed.

     "Thank you, guys. I'll try and call tomorrow, if not, I'll just send a text," I waved goodbye before hanging up.

     Looking out the window, the sight that greeted me was Seoul lit up with millions of lights. It looked almost like stars.

     I must have dozed off because suddenly I woke up with a start and the car was pulling up to a stop in front of a building.

     My jaw dropped. This wasn't a house, it was a mansion! Minho was unintentionally flexing his wealth right now. 

      "Right this way, Miss Covey," Mr Lee gestured towards the front door.

   I followed him in a sort of dazed stupor. Why did I expect Minho to have a normal house like mine? Or maybe just to have a luxury apartment. This house is the kind of house you see the super rich people on television owning. I never thought  I would get to actually see one in person, never mind staying in one!

     "You'll have to be quite while you settle in, miss," Mr Lee said as he lead me up some stairs, "The young sir and his friend arrived home an hour or two before you landed and I'm guessing that they should be asleep by now."

       "Oh right, of course," I nodded, understanding. 

    "Mr Minho and Mr Q haven't slept a wink since Mr Dae got wheeled through the A&E doors. Now that he's out of surgery, they agreed to come home and rest for the night," Mr Lee explained, "Now, this will be your room for the duration of your stay. Mr Minho's room is across from yours and Mr Q's room is two door down to your left. I'll leave you to get settled and to get some sleep. Don't worry about breakfast time. I don't expect any of you to be up early. Goodnight, miss." With a bow, he turned and walked away. 

     Opening the door to my room I toom a quick look around. It was an en suite and the room was done in a pale shade of pink and white. The whole room was spotlessly clean everything was laid out ready for her to use.

    Lying on the bed, I realise I couldn't fight off my sleep any longer and decided to get unpacked in the morning. I quickly made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get into my pyjamas before a completely crashed onto the comforts of the bed.

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