"I'm the one who don't understand you and your heart. How can you simply break up with her just because you don't feel the same, exact feeling like you used to? Is love a thing for you to play with?"

At first, Bomi thought she never done anything wrong. But Chorong's words slowly knocked her back into correct sense and finally she knew how much she has been a jerk.

"It was my fault. Until it was way too late to realize how bad I treated Irene and Chorong unnie, the damage has been done and I have to bear with the consequences" she muttered in half drunk, but still in complete consciousness to bring back every pieces of her old dark memories.

December 2013

"Bomi, let's just break up. I'm so damn tired to untangle the mess in our relationship. Why do I feels like I'm the only one who is working so hard  fix us up?" Irene queried with such a sad tone. She bit her lower lip to hold up the tears from rolling down. She didn't want to appear weak.

Bomi looked away. She knew this day will come eventually. She wanted to tell her sooner, but all she managed to do was piling everything up and locked it down within her heart.

However, she was really bad in acting and that was when Irene started to notice changes in Bomi little by little after 6 month she accepted her love confession.

During the last two months before their love story ended, it was an absolute hell for them especially to Irene. Bomi began to avoid meeting her girlfriend by using all sorts of excuses that Irene couldn't accept anymore.

"Bomi,I'm asking you for the very last time. Have you stop loving me? Answer me, please," Irene grabbed a hold on Bomi's wrist while she locked her eyes on her, pleading  for an honest and true answer.

"I'm sorry Unnie. I...don't love you any longer. I tried to get back those feeling but I just... I don't know how to explain this. But, I'm so sorry I'm like this." Bomi spoke the truth. She did stop loving her. Her feeling faded away without a solid reason, not that Irene was a bad girlfriend but things just happened.

That was Bomi's biggest flaws. She has a weak heart. She may love a person today and then she may not for the next day. How bad and wrongful it was, Bomi didn't realize that until the day Chorong left her.

That was how her bad karma begins.

Chorong left her and their friendship was destroyed. To make it worse, Chorong loved her. Why didn't Bomi never saw that? She could have done better because indeed she did felt something for Chorong too. But it was too late.

No matter how much you regret or how sad you become, the words "I could have" or "I should have or even "if only I would have" are all filled with pointless suffering.

*****

Winter comes again, marking that it's been exactly two years since they bid their unforgettable and hurtful farewell. Both are broken then, and now. One girl is seeking for forgiveness and perhaps a second chance. Meanwhile the other girl is wishing for a possible epilogue of her sad love story.

Does Christmas miracles could really happen this time?
Could it eventually stop the karma from keep shadowing their souls?

2015
A night before Christmas

It's so cold tonight. But Bomi think it's coming from inside of her heart and so she don't even bother to put better clothing but only a magenta mohairs cardigan sweater with plain white t-shirt underneath which barely enough to protect her from the strong cold winter wind.

 She already lost the sense of time, perhaps because of the alcohol kick but she knows that her dark memories gives her a better punch and it's damn hurt.
 
She get a sudden urge to ease the  pain. With so much of difficulty, Bomi slowly get up from the chair while grabbing the wine bottle and clench it so hard before smashing it onto the floor.

While kneeling down in front of the   scattered pieces of glass, her chest  begin to trembles and the tears is threatening to fall again. She tries to get back on her feet but her sight is getting blank before collapsing onto the cold floor and she feels like time gradually stop once she shut down her both eyes.

*****

She opens her eyes in such a slow motion, trying to adjust with the light coming from the partially opened curtains covering the glass window in that room.