AFTER 2 YEARS

"Will you read me a story?" Jin Young asked me as she crawled to my lap.
I can't help but think how much Baekhyun and Jin Young are alike.
They're both adorable.

"Yes, dear." I kissed her forehead and she smiled at me, revealing her teeth.
"Will you read me Snow White?" I raised my brows at her. 
She asked me to read her the same story thrice now.
"Again?" I asked. "Let's try other stories, like...Cinderella!" 
She shook her head and pouted. 
"But I like Snowhite!" She whined and I could just chuckle.

Before I could even speak, Jin Young smiled and called out for her dad.

Byun Baekhyun.

"Did you miss daddy?" Baekhyun asked Jin Young, scooping her up.
"Did YOU miss me and mommy?" Jin young pointed at me, making me blush.

Baekhyun stared at me, embarrased. And mouthed me "I'm sorry."
I just giggled at them.

"Yah, Jin Young! How many times do I have to tell you that Eun Hee is your Aunt, not your mom! Your mom is in States right now." Baekhyun placed Jin Young at the sofa.
"But daddy, why can't my mommy be Eun Hee?" She pouted, and faced me.
"Can I start calling you mommy?" 
I just stared at her. 

The truth is, I really want to.
But I can't. 
Not with Baekhyun.

Baekhyun must have noticed my awkward state, so he carried Jin Young again and tickled her.
"Yah, go to bed now. It's late. And don't ask your aunt to read you tonight. We have to talk."
Jin Young giggled again and whispered something to Baekhyun, making him blush.
"Yah, you kid! How can you think that! Who taught you that?!" He shouted, only making Jin Young giggle harder and point at him.
"You."
"Yah!" Baekhyun's face was pink. 
Jin Young must have again.
"Don't let Aunt Eun Hee wait too long, daddyyyyy." Jin Young teased, making her dad sigh.

"All right, that's enough." I said, kissing her forehead again.
"Stop teasing your father, Jin Young." I giggled at her.
"Okay. Enjoy tonight!" She giggled again, this time I stopped. 
Enjoy what?

Baekhyun pulled my wrist towards his office.
"I'm sorry," He said.
"It's fine, she's a very wonderful girl. I hope you raise her well." I said.
"You know, I still really love you." He stared at me and I averted his eyes.
"Baekhyun, you're married now. Stop." I said, backing away from him.
"But I never wanted this, Eun Hee. You know it. I was drugged and—" 
I cut him off.
"Every baby is brought to this world by God. It's not an accident, but fate." I bluntly said.
He just stared at me and sighed.

"I'm leaving, Baekhyun. Have a goodnight." I said and I left his office.

As I wander around the streets of Japan, I can't help but feel all homesick.
I miss Korea, and it has been 2 years since I last visited my parent's grave.

It's time I return.
It's not like I'll meet him, right?

Thinking about Chanyeol made my heart ache.
How is he?
Is he fine?
I hope he and Sandara worked things out, now that I'm out of their way.

The truth is, I actually still miss Chanyeol.

Chanyeol's POV

"Chanyeol, stop working. It's late." She said as she made her way towards me.
"I have to. It helps me..." I said as I read another document.
"Helps you what? Helps you not to think about her?"
She stared at me, with tears that were threatening to fall.

Han Jae Min. My secretary who's totally head-over-heels for me.
She's a good person, but...it's just not right.
I still am stuck in the past.
My heart belongs to that person.

"Yeah," I coolly answered, not looking at her.

"Oh gods, please Chanyeol! Take care of yourself! Look at you, you're getting thinner." 
She went beside me and I stared at her, enough to make her take a step back.
"Whatever she did to you, she's a monster, Chanyeol." 
I threw the stapler on the ground and glared at her. "Don't. You. Dare. Call. Her. A. Monster." I said in a low voice.

"Just why won't you open yourself up? Why do you have to torment yourself, Chanyeol. Why?" She cried infront of me.

"Get Out." I said in a low voice. "I don't want to see you ever again."
She flinched at my harsh words, and obeyed.
She left the room, leaving me pressing my temple.

My phone rang, and I checked the caller ID and it was Sandara.
I rejected the call, and went back to my business.
I received a text message from her, and this time, I opened it.

"Chanyeol, I'm dying. Please I need to talk to you."
I sighed, and stood up. I went out of my office and walked towards my car.
I hopped in the car, and started the engine, and drove towards the hospital to where Sandara is staying.

*********

"Chanyeol?" She asked, and gave me a small smile.

She looked different. My heart was filled with guilt right after I saw her. 
She looked horrible.
She was thin, she lost her complexion, her cheekbones were visible, and she's really pale.

"I'm here," I said as I sit beside her.
"Chanyeol, I'm scared to die." She whispered as she cried.
My heart ached. I can't help but feel guilty and sorry for her.
"I'm sorry," I said looking at her staright in the eyes. "I should have taken care of you."

She gave me a weak smile and shook her head.
"You have done me a lot of things now, chanyeol. I should be the one saying sorry to you for ruining your relationship with Eun Hee." Tears were falling down her cheeks as I wiped it away.
The sudden mention of her name made me flinch.
I just nodded at hee and kept silent. I don't know what to say.
"Chanyeol, will you forgive me?" she asked as she gripped my hands tight, as if scared to let go.

"Yes," I said, squeezing her hand. "Yes I forgive you."
With that she closed her eyes, and slowly, she let go of my hand and the apparatus beside her beeped, signaling her death.

The Chanyeol before would have cried, but the Chanyeol today won't.
I won't cry, because 2 years ago, I promised myself not to cry.
I buried myself with my work, everyday, everynight. I work.
To forget about my painful past.

But The more I try, the more it doesn't work.
I miss her more.
Each and everyday, my longing for her....I can't explain it.

When I left Sandara, I received a phone call from my mother.
"Yah, Park Chanyeol! Tomorrow is the anniversary, make sure you'll be there, okay? If not I'll kill you!" My mom was the usual...She haven't changed at all.

Too bad her son changed.

"I'll think about it," I said and I hung up the phone, and turned it off.

I walked towards the baby corner, and I find myself smiling.
Those innocent babies...Brought into this world without them knowing.
I envy the parents of these children. 
They must take good care of their kids because not all of them are given the chance to be a parent.

I was given a chance to be a parent, yet I blew it.
My chance of having a family is gone.
I'll never find Eun Hee again. She'll never forgive me.

I left the hospital and made my way towards my car.
As soon as I got home, the house was empty. No, it feels empty.
I suddenly went towards the room where she stayed at, and I smelled her scent, making me feel sad and lonely.

It's all my fault.
I made her leave.
I killed our baby.

The ring that she returned 2 years ago was sitting on her desk.
And underneath it, was the document of divorce that I didn't sign.
And had no intention of signing.

I won't let go of you, Eun Hee. 
Even if I die, you'll ALWAYS be the person I love.
I hope that if we meet each other in our second life, we'd get to love each other a lot.

I miss you, Eun Hee. 
Do you miss me too?

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