I rang the bell and the door was opened by Annick who was surprised to see me.

"Mina! Weren't you in the bathroom?" I looked in her eyes and tears filled my eyes again. "Why are you crying?" She asked worried.

She was going to hug me, but I turned away and went into her apartment without saying a single word. My coldness was needed so I wouldn't collapse in front of her and I knew she wouldn't be of much help since I can't stand when people want to help me out of pity.

I didn't need pity of anyone, but his embrace and those magnificent brown eyes that would always, when crossed with mine, look at me with tenderness and love.

I went up the stairs and searched for an empty room so I could lie down on the bed and cry even more. My whole body was wet from the rain and I risked to catch a cold if I didn't change my clothes, but I just wanted to sleep.

"You still don't realize, don't you?" I turned and in front of me was the culprit of all my attacks.

"What are you talking about?" I asked the exact copy of me dressed in black.

"Only you know the truth. Only you remember what happened in the last months." she clarified coldly as usual.

"You're lying." I exclaimed.

"Then why haven't they come to get you? You know how he is and that if you disappear, both he and the others would have found you already!! she said with a somber smile.

"Shut up!" I shouted.

"Keep on deceiving yourself! You know that the more pain you feel, the more control I will have over you!" she laughed and everything darkened.

"NO!" I screamed as I opened my eyes.

My body was completely sweaty and my heart was beating very fast as the tears streamed down my cheeks. The sound of footsteps caught my attention and I quickly got up to try to stop this person from entering the room, but when I saw Vicky trying to bring a tray of food alone, it was impossible for me to do such an act.

"Mommy said I could bring your breakfast and that I could play with you." She told me a lot of excited and the growl came out of my mouth.

They're using Vicky to get what they can't!

"Thank you for the food, but I don't feel like playing now." I explained sweetly.

"But yesterday you were going to play with me, but we traveled." she complained with a pout.

I really don't want to hurt Vicky, but I want to be alone.

"How about we play mother and daughter. You're the mother and I'm the daughter." I suggested and a smile lit up her round face.

She ran into the room and I closed the door so no one else could come in. Before we started the game, I washed my teeth and did my needs. As soon as I left, I was approached by a serious Vicky.

"Finally! I have to give you breakfast." she muttered, taking my hand and leading me to the bed. Vicky took the spoon and gave me the food in my mouth. So were the next fifteen minutes, she trying not to mess me and I laughing a lot. Now I was lying on the bed with my head on Vicky's lap who was my hair. Despite this strange situation, I felt comfortable and the urge to cry was immense. That dream has completely destabilized me and my mind is in a real mess.

"Why are you sad?" Vicky asked me with a childish tone.

"I also lost people I liked very much and I miss them a lot." I said, but I've regretted it because when I looked at the door, my father was there with a lady of a certain age.

"Mina, this is the psychologist Oh Li Na and it's going to be with her who you will have your sessions." he explained, still looking at me strangely like this psychologist.

"Vicky, let's leave Mina and Lina alone." he asked gently and Vicky followed him out the roo.

As soon as Vicky left the room with my dad and I was alone with Dr. Oh, my brain got on full alert so it began to consider everything around me a threat.

"Hello, Mina. You can call me Lina to make yourself more comfortable." she began the session. I looked at her and I wasn't interested in anything else in the room. My main goal was to keep her away from me as much as possible.

"So how have you felt in Seoul?" she asked as she picked up her notebook and sat on the edge of the bed and, as an immediate reaction, I cringed. "I won't do anything to you." she assured me, but my brain still saw her as a threat.

"Who were you talking about to your sister?" she asks with a tender smile.

"She doesn't seem like a threat!" A voice murmured almost inaudibly.

"Shut up!" Another voice shouted.

"I knew you'd been in a clinic for seven years and you missed several years of your childhood and adolescence, but I'm sure you have a dream or a wish. What would it be?" she asked, waiting for an answer.

"I'd like to study." I replied, looking at nothing.

"Does that dream have a reason?" she asked with her pen ready to write my answer.

"Why did you answer?"

"I know it's you,Rose. I won't let you interfere with my life again." I replied inwardly to her who growled furiously.

"The desire to learn." I said vaguely.

"Then you'd like to go back to school." she said and I nodded.