His dreams are plagued by nightmares. Countless of horrors, right down to from the ones of his childhood, leap up at him from the darkness. The most frightening of all, however, was her. The way her voice was calm and even when she said “goodbye, heegun.” -- the way she disappeared into the light before he even had the chance to reply.

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He wakes up with a start. Head pounding thanks to the strong alcohol from the previous night still coursing through his bloodstream. He instinctively reaches out, an irrational fear filling his entire being, expecting to feel another woman by his side yet again. His fingers grasp at empty sheets, yet it takes a long time before his heart rate returns to normal.

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Jihyo decides that she has to stop moping about. She has to stop being weak for the sake of their child, she thinks bitterly. So she rings up the hospital, makes an appointment with the gynaecologist and sets out doing more useful things, starting with the small ones. Like getting out of bed, setting foot out of the house to grab herself some breakfast (no more coffee because of the baby). Occasionally, she allows herself to think about him, but mainly focuses on trying to get about, and to get accustomed to his absence. She stops crying all the time-- stops isolating herself from the rest of the world. She rings up Kwangsoo for lunch, meets her friends at the mall to shop. The baby bump isn’t that noticeable as of late and if anyone asks, she’l