Kyung's POV

I'm sitting on her bed staring at her. It makes me sad... I can still see she's in pain and she's asleep. Not to mention, she keeps crying out my name and asking 'why' and 'what did I do to deserve this?' followed by a series of 'but I love you more than my own life'. I hate myself for doing this to her. But, on the bright side, she gets to leave the hospital today. 

She shifts and I watch as her eyes flutter open. We instantly make eye-contact. "A-am I in Hell?" she whispers. I am stunned at her words. "Ani.. Wae? You don't belong there. Do I look that bad?" I ask her. She shakes her head. "I figured if it was Heaven, seeing you wouldn't hurt so bad." I feel a pang of agony. I gently grab her hand. 

"Kristy, I love you more than anything in this world. Or out of it for that matter. I'm sorry I've hurt you as much as I have. Truly I am. But honestly, you just saw the wrong thing at the wrong time." I explain the situation to her. She had removed her hand before I even got started. She DID maintain eye-contact though. Probably to see if I was lying.

"Do you really think I'll believe that?" I nod. "It's the truth. I've never lied to you. You know I wouldn't." She scoffs. "I also thought you'd never hurt me. Yet look where I am. The hospital... after attempting suicide... because of you Kyung. There's a lot of things I don't believe... and you or anything you say