She throws her sight over the wide open ocean. Here, and today, she stands again at the same place. It has been five years after the tragedy. Like old days, she still can feel the empty feeling. The guilty feeling always was hunting her everyday. If only that time…

She tightens her gripping on the bouquet of Carnation. The favourite.

I’m sorry…

“Mommy!”

She looks at her behind.

A little boy runs to her with sweet smiles, “Mommy!”

And the man too.

Daehyun oppa.