**Unspoken Truths**

Junhee's eyes narrowed as she gazed at Myung-gi, her mind racing with memories of the past. The way he looked at Young-il with pleading eyes, the way he clung to the older man's side, it all seemed so familiar. And then it hit her - the same desperate look, the same vulnerable expression, was one she had seen countless times before. Myung-gi, her ex-boyfriend, the father of her unborn child. The room seemed to spin around her as she struggled to process this revelation. She had thought she was over him, that she had moved on from the pain he had caused her. But seeing him now, with Young-il's protective arm around him, brought back a flood of emotions she had tried to bury. Junhee's gaze locked onto Myung-gi, her eyes searching for any sign of recognition. But his eyes, though familiar, seemed distant, as if he didn't know her at all. She felt a pang of anger and hurt, wondering how he could have forgotten her so easily. Young-il, sensing the tension in the air, shot Junhee a warning glance. But she didn't back down, her eyes never leaving Myung-gi's face. "So, you're just going to join our team without telling anyone who you really are?" she asked, her voice laced with venom. Myung-gi looked up at Young-il, confusion etched on his face. "I...I don't know what you're talking about," he stammered. Junhee's laughter was cold and mirthless. "Don't play dumb, Myung-gi. I know exactly who you are." The room fell silent, with all eyes on Junhee and Myung-gi. Gihun, sensing the tension, intervened, "Junhee, what's going on?" But Junhee just shook her head, her eyes still locked onto Myung-gi. "No, let's not pretend like we don't know what's going on here. Myung-gi and I...we have a history." Young-il's expression turned stern, his eyes flashing with warning. "Junhee, stop." But Junhee was just getting started. "A history that involves a child, Myung-gi. Our child." The room erupted into shocked gasps, with the others staring at Junhee and Myung-gi in stunned silence. Myung-gi's eyes widened in shock, his face pale, as he stared at Junhee. Young-il's grip on Myung-gi's shoulder tightened, as if to hold him back from fleeing. "Junhee, that's enough." But Junhee just shook her head, her eyes blazing with anger and hurt. "No, it's not enough. We need to know the truth about Myung-gi and his past. And we need to know it now."