I woke up the next day to Misook walking around the kitchen. She was cleaning up the place. She hasn't done this is a week. I sat up, my spirits lifting. Maybe she's feeling better.

The whole day, Misook spent it cleaning and tidying up the house.

It rolled up to around seven in the evening. Misook got herself ready to leave the house. I cocked my head questioningly.

She picked up her cat and held her like a baby. Like how she normally does. "Oh, Inna. I love you so much." She kissed the top of its head. I smiled at her caring nature towards that cat.

   Inna gave a soft purr. "I'll see you later. Jaehyun asked me to come over. It's been a little bit since we hung out, hasn't it?"

   Misook smiled.

That's why she's so happy.

Jaehyun talked to her.

At least she's out of her rut.

I followed Misook out to her car. Before I opened the car door, I remembered once again she can't see me.

I watch the car as it drove way.

All I had to do was blink and I would be there in the car with her.

I let my eyes close. When I reopened them, I was there in the back seat as Misook drove to Jaehyun's. She played her playlist on the car's Bluetooth. She sang out along with the music, making a grin appear on my face. Her voice was just as beautiful as her.

The sky had darkened when we arrived at Jaehyun's. There was a light sprinkle coming down from the clouds.

I watched her enter his house. She tried greeting him with a hug, but he backed down. They disappeared into the house.

Their figures reappeared in front of a window. They must be in Jaehyun's living room. The sight was getting distorted from the falling rain. It was coming down harder. But what I could make out was anger.

I could see anger.

I could see Misook's hand cross Jaehyun's face, like a hard smack.

I could see her walking away. He didn't even try to stop her. He didn't even try to keep her from leaving.

Unless he wanted her to.

Misook hopped back in the car, rain soaked. The drops ran down her face. However, after hearing a sob escape her lips, I realized that wasn't rain running down her face.

They were tears.

She pulled out of his drive and sped down the road.