I stir in my sleep. It has been five days I ignore all the calls from him. Five days felt like an eternity for me. I choose my jealousy over my trust on him. Now I am desperate to know what he is doing though I am the one who ignore him. Does he miss me like I do? I haven't spoken about my break up with Dong wook to anyone. My friend is on her vacation and I am left alone in this big apartment. 

I stare at the now dry bouquet of roses in the vase on my bedside table. The dry petals are scattered on the table. Watching it makes me miss him more. Tears start to wet my eyes.

It is almost midnight when I hear a knock at my door. I dry up my tears and I reach for my robe. I get up to open the door wondering idly who would be knocking at this hour.

When I open the door, Dong wook is standing outside looking so melancholy. His hair and coat are drenched with winter rain. 

"Jihyo-ah