Scurrying to the toilet, I quickly hugged both sides side of the toilet seat. Upon doing so, the warm, putrid feeling rose up to the gut of my throat. An acidy, bitter filled in all of my mouth and then a burning sensation followed so.

"Urk! Urk!" I attempted to empty everything out of my stomach but the nausea soon died down. 

Slipping my weak body to the cold, marble floor, I reflected on my past weeks without him. It was horrible, running from places to places, hoping to get a secure job but to little avail. What's worst was that, he regained his conscious at the wrong timing. I'm suppose to be thankful about it but how am I suppose to reveal myself and the unborn child to him?

Just then, my phone rung as I hurried over to pick it up. 

"Hi, I'm calling from Digital Photography. May I please speak to Jung Eun Mi?" The other party greeted.

I wasn't carrying any hopes in fact, I knew what will their answer be. Feeling a slight kick at my rib, I knew that my unborn child has the same idea as it's Mother. I hushed down it's kick by rubbing my stomach in a circular motion.

The other party spoke again, "Hi? Anybody there?"

Regaining senses, I alerted him, "Yes, speaking."

"Great, so as I was saying, I'm calling from Digital Photography and I'm please to inform you that you're hired!" 

I could feel the happiness from the opposite party as a smile plastered across my face, "Thank you so much! May I know when can I start work?"

"Certainly. Please head over to JYP Entertainment at nine tomorrow. Equipments will be provided. That's all, there's someone on the line, I've to go. Feel free to contact me again if there's any problem and thanks again." With that, the other party ended the call.

My immediate response after hearing his company was nothing, I went blank on the spot. I'd made the choice to leave him and now fate wants us to get back again? Am I back to struggling with those frozen words or will another incident heat things up again?