"the place is pretty good, chaeng.. Taehyung has shown me. you will feel at home there. "

eomma followed me to the kitchen. my efforts to ignore her by looking busy arranging the dishes were in fact unsuccessful.

"don't say no. think about it first. your lecture is about to finish, right? "

"ne,, still waiting for the trial schedule"

"same. think about it first. because its Taehyung offering this to us, so it should be trustworthy. "

she don't understand, more because this offer comes from Taehyung, I can't think of it.

as much as possible, I don't want to accept the kindness that Taehyung give. I will never be able to repay back all his kindness.

"don't be stubborn, chaeng.. besides, there's no way you will work at night shift all your life, right?"

eomma is right. it can't be forever I come to apartment 999.

"in Daegu, everything will definitely be much better for you."

"then what about eomma?"

"eomma's house here."

"so you will stay here even though I decide to leave?" she refused to look back at me.

"with that bastard?"

"he still my husband.."

"he has destroyed our lives two years ago." the emotional outburst just came out.

"someday you will understand."

"eomma still hoping him after what he did to you?"

"he was drunk at that time."

sigh.

"if he kills me, will you still forgive him?"

"don't say that!"
my tears began to flow.

"he almost killed eomma.."

"I told you he was drunk"

"two years ago we were fine, eomma. see where we are now. after you married to him, everything we have is gone.
home, friends, happiness, even your common sense- "

Plak!!!

my cheeks feel stinging. tears also flowed in the corner of my eyes.

"you outrage chaeyoung! if you don't like this house, no one forces you to stay. you can go!"
It's hard to be believed with what she just said.

"love has made eomma crazy. crazy enough to forget many important things in this life."
including myself in it.

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I tighten my arms on my legs. my face is still in my chest. only this is what I can do now. hope that my pain will decrease a little.

the rain seems to come always on time. I raised my face to the sky to let the water drops merge with the tears flowing on my face. in the end l, I lost everything and had no place to come.

this roofless room makes me feel familiar and foreign at the same time. I buried my face and my arms again. I feels lost direction. idk what I should do now.

eomma who became my only role model and my hope letting me go. am i that worthless?

the raindrops I felt all over my body suddenly stopped. weird when I still hear the splashing of rain. I raised my face to make sure there was nothing wrong with my hearing.

he stood right in front of me with water dripping from the tip of his hair. his hand stretched out with a blue umbrella that was right above me.

until when will you stop doing all this?

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