. . . week ago . . .

"Mom,"
"Yes, honey?"
"Can you call Dr. Choi?"
"Are you alright??" Her mom immediately dropped the wooden spoon, turned the stove off and pulled her apron hastily
"I'm okay mom." She said while avoiding her mother's hands that began an unwarranted head-to-toe inspection.

"I'm okay, really, mom You can stop now. I just want you to tell him that I'm ready."
"Baby, are you sure?"
"Yes,"
"You understand that things Will be a little dangerous now, right?"
"Yes mom. I know. And I'm sorry if I was afraid before. I know I made you and dad upset."
"Oh Jisoo, honey, no, mom is not upset about that. I was scared myself When I was convincing you to go through the surgery."
"Why are you crying?"
"I'm just happy and still scared I love you, baby, you know that right?"
"I love you too mom. And dad too. I will always love you.
"But what changed your mind? Are you in pain? Are really you okay? You know you can tell me."
"I'm just not scared anymore, mom I'm not scared whichever way it goes, " "Everything will be alright, okay?’ That's the only way it will go. We'll call him now, so, they can arrange the tests and schedule
it soon. But are you sure you're feeling okay? Your vision? Headache? Nothing?"
"Nothing mom." Jisoo lets a reassuring smile.

"I just have a reason to not be scared anymore."
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