Fear seized her so completely it was hard to breathe. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drum threatening to burst from her chest. For a wild moment, she wished the floorboards would split open and swallow her whole.
Somehow, Ji-woo found her voice. “Seo… Seo Tae-joon. Seo Tae-joon.”
When he didn’t respond, she swallowed hard. “You—you don’t seem to be well,” she said, her hands trembling as she fumbled for her phone. “I’ll call a
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