“Eomma!” Jiyong woke up from a bad dream.   “What did you just do, Jiyong?” Appa raised his voice upon hearing the news. “Are you aware that you are jeopardizing our business because of your foolishness? You are only an embarrassment to this family! I regret the day I held you when you were born. We should’ve killed you the moment I got your mother pregnant with you!”   “Then just kill me, dad.” I cried. I didn’t tell him the reason why this happened. I’d rather let him curse me than to break the promise I just made. I hope she’s gone far — too far for them to follow.   Woooosh!!!   I felt a fist landed on my left jaw that caused me a temporary numbness over my head. Then I tasted blood inside my mouth. My vision blurred a little. And it just occurred to me. My dad punched me. He was never violent — this violent. Then it started to sting. No matter how painful it was, I still felt empty. I was tired of obeying rules. I finally got the chance to disobey him but why do I still feel empty? Did I really do the right thing? Or was he right? I just made everything worse than it was. Maybe I should not have let her go... Maybe... But it’s too late now and I know she’s happy this way. I just want to end this.   Then I saw my mother weeping. My sister was pulling her away from me and appa. She knew. She knew that appa might hurt eomma too. Then eomma started to wail and loss consciousness. I felt fear. Fear.   “Eomma!” Jiyong cried. This nightmare again, he thought and tried to calm himself. The same nightmare kept on haunting Jiyong every time he’s stressed out. He remembered the day the love of his life left. It costed him a lot. He almost lost his mother because of the pain and the disappointment he brought. Although it was a mutual decision, it scarred him.   He went back to reality, fixed himself and checked his watch. 11:11AM make a wish, kid, he said to himself. He stood up and left the secret room. He saw Dara passing by the operating room when he was about to go out.   “Dara!” He called.   Dara looked at his way and asked what. He’s already outside approaching her. “Where are you heading?”   “To the cafeteria, Seonsangnim,” Dara respectfully answered.   “I said drop the honorifics, Dara. What time is your OR assist?” Jiyong asked.   “The first OR in the afternoon 2pm, doctor.”   “THE spine surgery? Why are you accepting major OR in the afternoon? 2pm is the cut-off on your decking, Dara” Jiyong questioned her.   “How long would that surgery last, doctor?” Dara asked.   “It usually lasts for 5-6hours, babe,” Jiyong informed her.   Dara’s face reddened. Jiyong was starting saying weird stuff again. Dara remembered what Daesung told her. “Why are you following me?” She raised her eyebrow.   “Can I eat lunch with you? Come on, cheer me up. It was a tough day for me. And also, I am already hungry. My treat,” Jiyong didn’t take ‘no’ as an answer as he immediately pulled her long white sleeves and led her to the cafeteria.     —————— Dara’s POV   I didn’t have time to protest when Jiyong pulled me towards the cafeteria with him. He’s never discreet. I saw Chaerin in front already paying for her orders. I passed by her and told her to eat with me and Jiyong but she declined. Jiyong also told her about the conflict in OR schedule this afternoon. I ended up having no OR. I honestly thank Jiyong for that because I can’t afford to go home late today as I have two mouths to feed tonight and my headache is really acting up. Jiyong handed me the tray. I ordered beef stew and fresh pineapples, however, Jiyong added pizza and buffalo wings on my tray.   I started to eat quietly when we sat on an empty seats.   “You look pale,” Jiyong looks worried now.   “I’m always pale, Dr. Jiyong. I need more sunlight!” I beam at him as I don’t want him to worry about me.   “Dara, were you disappointed with me this morning?” Jiyong asks.   “Huh? Of course not, Dr. Jiyong. Dr. Yang is just so hard to please that’s why even if you’re good or you prepared enough for it, it’ll never be enough,” I say in a matter-of-factly manner.   “So you thought I did good?” Jiyong smiles widely. I like your eyes when you smile... a thought I decide to keep to myself.   “Yes, Doc. I was even surprised when you apologized to Dr. Yang. You left me an impression that you were naughty, hard headed and boastful before. But you were brave this morning. I am quite impressed,” I admit.   “I was actually disappointed. I should’ve also given importance to non-Ortho stuff. I might not be able to attend the team building,” he pouts. He’s so cute. Well, about that team building, I am not keen to join them. Chief TOP informed us earlier that interns are also included in the team building. We were lucky, he sai