Ha Neul’s POV
‘I’m waiting for you to sent me the article, the deadline came to an end’ I read the text message over and over again, not knowing whether it would be good to sent Mr. Min the article.
What about the promise I made with Jong In?
It’s all too overwhelming, too many things on my mind. One Jong In and the second my career as a reporter. But if I don’t release it then how much am I helping Jong In? ! I took my laptop from my bag and started writing the continuation of what I had already saved.
And like that I got indulged into writing and writing not paying attention to my surrounding at all. It took me the whole night to finish the article. I got up a few times getting something for me to eat but then kept on writing on my laptop. Jong In was just laying on the couch and I was glad for that. By now I was in my bed, the time was already 5 in the morning and I had just finished everything. I didn’t really know how to lay down all the things I had to say, it was hard for me and I really didn’t know why.
Usually I’d be fine with anything but this is all for Jong In. In the end it was Mr. Choi who ordered the murder of Jong In’s parents just so Jung Il Soo would have a clean name for killing that child.
I bet there are planted evidence by now and the police are not only blaming Jong In for his parents death but also for that young boy and maybe who even knows for what else he’ll be blamed for.
The thing is they also hurt other people as well… I closed my laptop in annoyance and left it on my bed. I got up wanting to get some water for myself and thus I headed to the kitchen. When I walked out from my room, I saw Jong In sitting on the couch staring at the black screen of the tv.
My heart aches for this man still. “Jong In…” he snapped out of it once I called his name “You didn’t sleep, did you?” “I couldn’t” his voice was dry, cold even. I knew he wanted to be alone but I can’t just let him like this. I sat beside him, wrapping my arms around his shoulder and his immediate response was to lean on my shoulder.
Tears were running from his eyes but he wasn’t making any sound. “It’s ok to scream, it’s ok to cry. So don’t hold back. Just don’t do anything you’re going to regret” “It hurts… so much Ha Neul” he turned his whole body on me, his arms now wrapped tightly around my waist and his head now resting on my chest. “I know it does.” I patted his back gently wishing that he’d feel just a little bit better. But who am I kidding? “You know… my parents would have been alright had they not adopted me, I brought them misfortune” “Don’t say that Jong In. It’s not your fault. It happened because people in this world are twisted. Had they not decided to blame you… you’d be happy now” Once I finished speaking, Jong In