Shin Hye

It’s almost dark when I came home from my shopping galore. I am not like any other women out there who have urges for shopping spree. I choose my clothes very carefully. I need to fall in love with it before buying, so it takes me a long time around the shops I visit. What could you expect from a person who had been around France, the city of fashion, for ten years?  I went to France when I was barely 13 and studied in a boarding school, Institut Le Rosey, after hearing that my father had died. My stepmother imprisoned me there at the time when I should be grieving for my father’s death. Well, who would want me back in Korea when I was the reason of his tragedy? If I could just turn back the hands of time I would never do the most stupid thing that I have done before. If that could give me back my father I’d give up everything. But then, this greed has already started and I could never drop it now. Truth is, it’s no use if I give up, because I won’t be able to see my father anymore no matter how much I try to get away from it.

“Shin hye?” She was startled hearing Yong hwa’s soft voice.

“Are you crying?” Why is so dark here? Last time I checked, I paid the electricity bills.” Yong hwa turned the light on and felt pity seeing Shin hye’s misty doe eyes.

“No. I’m not crying. What do you want?” She did not look at him embarrassed of the situation Yong hwa found her in.