A week had passed since grandmother had told me about her health. I still couldn't believe that she was sick, considering she never showed it. As I arranged a bunch of flowers, I made sure to keep an eye on grandmother a she swept the floor. Sighing I tried not to think about her sickness. Yes I admit that she had become important to me even though I have been working for a week. There was just something about her.

"what are you thinking about darling?" A soft voice asked from in front of me. Lifting my gaze from the flowers, I looked at grandmother as she smiled at me. How could she smile knowing she doesn't have long left? shaking my head I returned the smile. "Nothing grandmother" 

grandmother tilted her head to one side with a little frown."hyemi-ah I'm 67 years old not nine. I know when something is bothering someone. So tell me darling, what is bothering you?" I couldn't help but chuckle. With a shake of my head I spoke. " honestly grandmother it's nothing" grandmother eyed me but dropped the subject. 

Moving around the counter, she made her way towards me. Grabbing a white rose, she placed it in the middle of the design I had made. "There" she said as she took a step back. " now it's complet" Smiling brightly I nodded. "Hyemi?" Grandmother asked. Looking at her, I waited for her to continue."who is that boy that always picks you up?" "Yongguk?" Grandmother nodded her head, as a smile filled her face. "Yes deary" "I've told you before gra