He arranged everything, he wouldn't let anyone find out that he was the one who killed her, his beloved wife. He sent Min to her bedroom while he cleaned up everything, made everything look like suicide, there was no place for mistakes here, if anyone found out about this he would be damned.
Min was laying in her bed under the soft blanket. Tears were trailing down her face as flashbacks from that morning came back. She couldn't believe this was happening, her mother was there with her the day before, she was there embracing her and making her smile. She sobbed there quietly telling herself that this was only a dream and that she would wake up soon and her mother would be there telling her that everything was alright and she was there with her.
Suddenly a shiver went down her spine as she heard footsteps approaching her room. Her father came in with an expressionless face. He approached her bed and kneeled before it. "Look at me Min." His voice was cold and heartless, it was obvious that he didn't feel sorry at all.
Shuddering, Min turned around with lachrymose eyes, spirits knew what he would do to her is she didn't obey. "Y-yes d-daddy?" He looked into her eyes, he wanted her to fear him so it wouldn't be hard for him to have her under his control in the future.
"Listen to me carefully. You haven't seen anything this morning, your mother just killed herself." Her grabbed her small chin forcing her to eye him. "Understood?"
She looked at him with big eyes, she was scared, like she has never been before. She just swallowed nodding. "Understood."