Chapter 8

Seoul in springtime, it was the best place in the world to be. Yuri had always thought so. She stood by her bedroom window. Her eyes running sorrowfully over the scene when the doctor confirmed her pregnancy.

“My baby.” She said sadly. She choked. How she longed to have babies in the future with Yoongi. They would be very happy. Yoongi would play around & grinned proudly at their children & she would smile happily, feeling the perfect family they had. However, all the dreams had shattered into pieces that she couldn’t glue it together again. She wiped the tears which were flowing down hard on her cheeks, “Fate is too cruel.” She said silently.

Almost unconsciously, she pressed one hand to her flat stomach, ‘God, please tell me what I should do?!’ Her heart cried out, “I don’t want this baby but I don’t want to kill it, too. Would I have to bear a child out wedlock? How could I tell Yoongi Oppa this tragedy? I don’t think Oppa would accept another tragedy after the last time. Oh god.”.She muttered in despair.

For several times, she found herself falling again, into the mood of depression that had been her constant companion during the past two months. Her parents left all the decision in her hand if she wanted to abort it or bear it. As her father said, her family would be behind her one hundred percent. However, she knew that her mother didn’t agree, “Child is a gift from god. The baby is innocent.” Her mother had said tenderly, when they came back from the doctor. She hadn’t made any decision yet. She had to think about it clearly but time wouldn’t wait for her forever. She couldn’t let her baby grow if she wanted to abort it.

Yuri glanced at the big envelope on her desk for the third time. It was stamped from Australia. She didn’t dare open it, afraid that it would be another shock but she had to be brave as her mind told her. Sighing, she finally open the envelope & looked inside. Her heartbeat was beating fast as she saw a blue paper, a blueprint of their dream house.

There was a note falling down when she pulled it out. She took it out. She gazed at the familiar tiny handwriting of her fiance. The note was from Yoongi. She sank down onto the chair as she felt her legs going numb.

Dear Yuri,

When you receive this blueprint, I’m sure you’ll be shrieking in delight. I can imagine that. It’s our dream house, Yuri. I only drew some basic lines of the design & I know for sure that you want to finish it by yourself.

You can start to draw & design it using your imagination & send it back to me. Take your time; we still have nine months to go. (I’m always counting our time to be together everyday).

Okay, honey. I’m giving you all the decision.

Love always,

Yoongi

‘Oh, god,’ Breath caught in , she suddenly had a hard time breathing. Her heart was twisting in pain as she looked at the blueprint in her hand again. Yoongi thought about all the details & designed it as she always wanted. She gazed at the title of the footage, “Designed by Min Yoongi & Kwon Yuri.” A dull pain settled in her heart.

There was a soft knock at her door. She wiped her tears away & blinked several times to avoid any tears from falling. Pushing her chair back, she got up.

“Yuri.” It was the voice of her mother.

“Coming, mom.” She said weakly. Her voice was a rough whisper.

She opened the door & found a worried look on her mother’s face.

“Yuri, are you okay?”

She nodded weakly, trying to smile but she failed.

“Yuri, it’s...it’s.” Her mother paused. She stared at her daughter with the expression of love, worry & despair. Yuri looked at her bewilderedly. Her red swollen eyes along with her wet eyelashes were waiting for an answer. Her mother let out a shuddering breath before saying, “Jung Yunho is here.”

That simple words sounded like a big thunder in the sky. She didn’t know how long she stood there in shock, ‘Jung Yunho! What is he doing here?! He should be in America by now! How come he always appeared in my life?! Why won’t he leave me alone?! Her heart cried out. Yuri realized she was shaking when she felt her mother’s touch on her hand.

With a trembling hand, her mother asked her carefully, “Do you want to see him?”

She quickly shook her head numerous of times without her realization. Her eyes stared in distress. She turned her body & walked to her bed. She sat down & looked at her mother with teary eyes, “I don’t want to see him, mom.”

Her mother sighed again, “I know but he said that he has to talk with you about something important.” She wanted to add, ‘His face is as pale & distress as yours’ but she didn’t dare to, afraid that Yuri’s emotion would stir up.

Yuri took her pillow to cover her ears as it could cover her from the world. Her mother looked at her sadly. She closed the door & went downstair where Yunho was waiting impatiently.

Yunho was standing in the living room like a statue. His face was as white as a paper. His eyes were misty. When he heard footsteps, he walked towards the sound. Without Yuri’s mother saying anything, he knew that Yuri didn’t want to see him. He had predicted it would be like that but he didn’t give up. He had to talk to her.

“Please Mrs. Kwon, give me a chance to see her. I have to talk to her. We have to talk. It’s very important for our life.” He said, with pleading eyes.

Yuri’s mother looked at him sadly. She shook her head slowly, “She doesn’t want to see you. Give her some time. It’s been a very difficult time for her. Please understand, Mr. Jung.”

“Call me Yunho please.”

He closed his eyes & inhaled deeply. He suddenly felt hard to breath. After a moment of silence, he opened his eyes & said pleadingly, “Please Mrs. Kwon, please help me. Please tell Yuri I want to talk to her. I want to take all the responsibilities, whatever it costs.”

Yuri’s mother nodded slightly