Both Broken and Guilty

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Yejun was downing his fourth glass of whiskey for the night. A drink in his hand and a cigarette in the other. He was staring at the moon intensely as if having a silent conversation with it. These past few days have been too quiet for his liking. He's never had quiet before and neither was peace. 

He didn't think that the auction would have such an impact in his life; the thought never crossed his mind of how it could affect his personal and private matters. Now, here he was… questioning if he made the right decision for the first time in his life. 

"Irene… where is he…"

Irene was standing in the far end corner of the room making sure that his master didn't do anything too reckless; he had to make sure that the head wasn't destroying himself or else everyone would go down with him. 

"He's on his way home, sir. He's with Wonshik."