We arrive at the hospital and some people, surprisingly, start recognizing us. Taeyang doesn't waste time and rushes Gaho to the emergency room and we are able to find a veterenerian. Quickly, we try to explain what happened through broken sentences and rapid breathing. 

"I have to take him in but I'm sorry, you can't come in."

"Why the hell not?!" Taeyang glowers at her. I smack him in response to his rudeness.

"I'm sorry. He's really worried. It's fine if we don't come in, just keep us updated, please."

She hesitantly nods her head, probably taken aback by the outburst. Gaho moans as he is taken inside the room. Everything will be alright. 

I sit down first since I'm left feeling tired after the rushing and worrying. Taeyang, on the other hand, won't stop pacing. He probably feels guilty because that's just the way he is. He cares too much. I can't help but smile at his worried expression. He's biting his nails and sweat drips from his forehead. I can already tell he's going to be an amazing dad, overbearing at times but loving and caring. Sometimes, I do miss what we had. It was simple and easy and that's what I needed, but things change and people change. Love isn't easy. Life makes love hard and the obstacles can seem like mountains. We could have been so happy but it just wasn't meant to be. 

"Chaerin, are you okay?" Taeyang stares at me with concerned eyes. 

"Oh, yeah, yes, I just zoned out. I've been a little