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From that day that she left, Baekhyun wore her spectacles everyday, whether the degree suited him or not.

And Baekhyun sent text messages to Seo Eun everyday. 

She never replied.

Of course.

Baekhyun still made the bed and cushions nicely and thought of it as Seo Eun was up early as usual and was off to the park. He still cooked her share during meals and would often re-watch the dramas they once cuddled upon the sofa to watch on late Fridays. And when Baekhyun returned from work he would still call out to her and smile. Most importantly, whenever he looked at the photos he took of her, his fingers would trail along the frames, his fingers her hair behind the fragile glass.

But Baekhyun didn't want to think of it that she died, he thought of it as karma for not answering her calls in the past.

Baekhyun had bought a big house by near the family park. He knew Seo Eun would love it.

The living room, like the exterior of the house, looked comfortable and warm, the pine door was dark chocolate brown that was warm with a touch. 

When Baekhyun stepped in the house, it was all tartans and rich reds and dark wood accents. 

Their master bed room was almost entirely made up of tall windows and the dust would dance in the shaft of the sunlight without permission. 

Putting down one of the novels Seo Eun left behind, he took off the black framed glasses and walked to the long window. 

"Seo Eun," He called softly. "Can you see me waving? Or do you need your glasses?" 

Baekhyun chuckled alone. 

But a star twinkled too.