10 I'm Sorry...

He was walking through the long corridor with the blue bunny in his hand. Rubbing his eyes, he was approaching the noises he heard from his parents' room.

"Mom?" he called out. "Dad?"

"AHHHHH!"

An ear piercing scream shattered through the ominous silence of the night. Ten year old Minho was confused and scared. It was his mom's voice.

"Mom!" he yelled, dropping the bunny and dashed towards the main bedroom. The screams were getting louder and louder. There were no servants there that night since his mom gave them time off. Only his parents and he were alone in the large mansion.

He darted through the door, yelling for his mother.

"Mom!"

Minho stopped short. His eyes widened in horror as he tried to comprehend the sight which lay before him. Blood was flowing on the floor, staining the white tiles red. He traced the blood, leaving behind bloody footprints until he reached the source.

Lying on the floor was his mother. Her face was pale and her eyes were open but lifeless. Crimson liquid gushed out of her abdomen which was stabbed by a knife. And standing over her was a tall, thin figure who had the same brown hair as him. The man was holding a bloodied knife and was staring at the young boy in horror.

Minho stared blankly at his father, Hwang Junho. His heart was gripped by fear as he saw the crazed mania in his father's eyes which were bloodshot red.

"What have you done?" Minho whispered. His father did not reply but kept on staring at his son with those bloodthirsty eyes.

"I'm sorry son," Junho said before hitting Minho on the head, making him unconscious. The last thing Minho heard before losing his consciousness, were the wet footsteps of his father as he ran away, never to be seen since then.

Minho woke up with a start. His heart was beating rapidly and beads of sweat fell from his forehead. He had been seeing the same nightmare for the past twenty six years. No matter how hard he tried to forget the past, it came back to haunt him. His father's craziness and the murder of his mother was something he could not erase from his memory.

Hwang Junho was a respected businessman and a very influential person in the country. He had everything: good looks, a sharp brain and charisma. Minho's mother, Kim Suna, was also from a middle income family. She was a hard worker and had secured a job in Junho's company.

It was love at first sight for Junho. He was impressed not only by her beauty but also with her intellect. She was smart and witty and also one of the rare people who could deal with Junho's temper. Junho relied on her and treated her well. So when he proposed, she accepted it immediately. Even Junho's parents had supported the decision since they knew Suna was a good woman with fine qualities.

Everything seemed to be perfect for the young couple. Within a year of their marriage, Minho was born and soon, Hwang Constructions was also becoming more profitable. After eleven years, they were blessed with Hwang Mina, Minho's sister. They were a happy family.

Until Junho killed his wife one night. At first, no one knew why he did that. Minho was the key witness and had informed the authorities of what had happened. The lead detective of the case, Kim Junwan, had protected the children from the media which was hungry for scoop. Upon investigating, the police concluded that Suna was having an affair with an ex-boyfriend and Junho had killed her after finding out.

Junho had run away. No matter how much the police tried to find him, it was as if he had vanished from the face of the earth. They found his car dumped into a ditch. His waller, passport, ID and all belongings were left behind.

Ever since then, Minho only focused on two things: raising his sister and the company. For her safety, he had sent Mina abroad where she was studying while he took over the company from his grandfather once he turned twenty. Since then, Minho only focused on making money, taking the company to new heights.

But the nightmares would not stop. Minho felt irritated and got off the bed. He went towards Jina's room to check up on her. To his surprise, she was still awake, scribbling on a piece of paper.

"Jina?"

He walked into her room, crossing his hands on his chest. "Why aren't you asleep yet?" he demanded.

"Casper wanted to see my drawings," she said happily. "He asked if I could draw a butterfly for him. His son loved butterflies!"

Minho shook his head in annoyance. Jina's imagination was running too wild these days.

"Tell your friend Casper that it's way past your bedtime," he ordered. "Go back to sleep."

"I can't sleep!" Jina complained but Minho was hearing none of it.

"Go to sleep Hwang Jina!" he scolded her. "Otherwise, I'll take away your internet for a week!"

"Meanie dad!" Jina grumbled and laid back on the bed, pulling the blanket over her. "Goodnight dad. Goodnight Casper."

Casper, who was invisible to Minho's eyes, held up a thumbs up. Jina also returned his thumbs up while Minho was staring at the spot she was looking towards. He could see nothing and only groaned inwardly at his daughter's vivid fantasies.

Making sure that she was asleep this time, he quietly left the room. He, too, was not feeling sleepy.

Maybe a midnight jog can help, he decided. Taking out his phone he saw that there was a message on it. It was from his secretary.

"Next week's projected growth is 3%," it read. "More than that of JK Limited."

The news made Minho more cheerful. "Ahh that does make my mood lighter," he smiled. More money was coming his way.

Putting on his jogging shoes, he ventured out towards the park.