Two weeks after I gave birth to Mi-Eun, I felt something weird happening to my abdomen. It seldom hurts and it bleed sometimes. I've got to admit that I'm scared of what's happening to me but I'm more scared for my baby. Jonghyun didn't know anything about this bleeding and aches. I don't want to worry him much. Maybe it's just the stitch.. I always thought to myself. 

I was reading a fashion magazine when Jonghyun entered the room with foods. He often gives me noodles and strawberry milk. My friends rarely visits me maybe because they're kinda busy for Mi-Eun's bedroom. I'm a little excited but there's a long way to run. Mi-Eun is not that healthy yet. 

"Here you go, Bummie." Jonghyun handled me my strawberry milk. "Thanks Jjong." I inserted the straw inside and took a sip before I asked Jonghyun about our daughter's condition. "How's Mi-Eun?" "As usual.." Jonghyun answered. It hurts to hear that from him. I often thought that Jonghyun doesn't care about Mi-Eun nowadays but that's very impossible. Maybe he's just hurting to see her in that condition. No parents can resist to see their child suffering and fighting for their life. 

I ignored Jonghyun's short statement and brought the magazine back to where it belongs. Jonghyun helped me in putting it back until I felt something that I didn't expect. "Aaahhh.." My stomach hurts so much like it was getting ripped apart. Jonghyun panicked and didn't know what to do. He aske