I finish the last paint. I smile to myself, looking around maybe for the last time of this room. I might won't be back here anymore. 

"I am sorry" I carress my stomach softly. I am begging for your forgiveness, please forgive your mother because of her you will be separate from your own father. 

"I do really hope that your father will hold you, cherish you and love you. This paint is all my wish" I leave my sanctuary, not looking behind anymore. This room will be forgotten, the room where all my hope being painted on canvas. 

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I keep my tears at bay, the divorce paper I have already signed in front of me. This place never been home for me, my existence is a curse for my own husband, this beautiful house belongs to someone else, another woman who will make him a happiest man alive. I am sorry I can be that for you, Oppa. 

"Forgive your mother" I whisper to the child inside of me. All I want is to save you, if someday you think I am shelfish to do it, just hate me. It's irony to think that I failed the current Master Wu and the next line of Wu family. Please, forgive your mother that she robes your rightful place to be the first born of your father. 

 I look up when I hear the footsteps I have familiarized. This is my final goodbye. It never crossed my mind that I will be the one who asks for divorce, I thought I would be the other way around. Seems, live is mystery, noone knows what's in store. 

I stare for the last time to the man I love so much. It's hurt that he won't ever love me not even close to care of me. I have resigned myself to this loveless marriage, but I wish we would have different story. 

It's blur after the beating start all I care is to protect the miracle inside my womb. I don't care about myself, I just need to make sure he is going to live. 

God, for all of good things that I have ever done please let my child survives. You can take my live, but let him live. 

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"Doctor, she is awake" I barely hear to what the nurse say. I blink my eyes, it's hard task to do.

My baby ..... 

Doctor Junmyeon's eyes are moist, I try to give him a smile. I am really sorry that I make someone as good as him shed a tears.

"Thank you" I say softly, I don't know if he hears me or not, but when he nods his head I am thanking God in my heart that I can tell him how thankful I am for what he has done as my doctor through my pregnancy and anything in between.

"He is perfect" Doctor Junmyeon takes my baby from the nurse and helps me to holds him. The nurse support me, holding my shoulder up slightly. He is so precious, there is no way that I can say that he is handsome or cute, he is slightly wrinkled and pink. However, for me he has already been my favorite person even before I laid my eyes on him. The best gift that ever given to me, the gift that I never imagined to have, the reason I fought for life.

"May God always protect you, may angels always be there for you........" I look at him as long as I can, kissing his forehead for the first and maybe for the last.