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"So, what're you saying is that he didn't tell you anything?", I nodded, blowing cold air over my cappuccino while Mrs. Kim sat next to me, a peach iced tea in her left hand. She was dressed in a white shirt and jeans and her right hand held up her cellphone.
"He regressed as soon as I started talking about Mr. Kim," she hummed, the device now placed facing down on the table next to her elbow. "I also noticed his behaviour change before he slipped. He's been acting really weird lately," I muttered, placing my still full cup down.
"I guess he's still sensitive about what happened between them," Mrs. Kim suggested and I frowned in confusion. If she already knew then why did she not tell me? I opened my mouth to question her but before I could, she continued on.
"If you're wondering why I didn't tell you, it's because I don't really know what happened but I might have a slight idea." Mrs. Kim leaned back in her seat and looked a
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Mr. Min sighs and settles on my other side while Mrs. Kim lounges on the couch opposite us, her jeans now exchanged for a pair of pajamas that I had noticed she had in various colors, all with ducks printed on them. How old was she again? Nathan searches for the remote and finds it stuffed underneath a pillow before he throws his arm around me and sinks lower to spread his legs slightly wider. I clear my throat and grab the fingers of his hand that hung off the back of the couch while the other two in the room were busy typing and scrolling away on their phones. "Mr. Kim," I begin again, clearing my throat louder that successfully catches the attention of the others. Nathan hums, shuffling through various channels. "I have something important to say." He hums again and this time I lunge forward to toss the remote somewhere behind Mr. Min. "Yeah? What is it?", he questions, furrowing his brows together in confusion. I shift awkwardly on the c
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"What do you think must be going on inside?", Mr. Min questions, his hand squeezing over mine only for a second but it was enough reassurance for me to snap out of my trance and hum lowly at his question. He shifts in his seat for the millionth time and I almost yell at him but control."I don't know sir, I just hope he's comfortable," I mumble, distractedly picking at the cuticles of my left hand while the right one held onto the waiting bench tightly. I grimace at the squeaking sounds that the seat makes due to my antsy behavior.The woman behind the counter, apparently the receptionist glares at me through her glasses before pushing them up as the sound bounces in the far too quiet room. I feel like scoffing in her face as she stares me down before doing the same for Mr. Min before something flashes in her eyes and I sigh out loud. She had recognized Mr. Min, now, probably.Her name tag read 'Mrs. Kang' and her hair were slightly silver at t
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"Still not talking to me?", Jo questioned, his head popping inside my room where I was snuggled up in my blanket, eyes still screwed shut from sleep and only opening for a second to see him."Sleepy," I clarify, still scowling slightly since he had woken me up quite early than I was expecting to. "Turn my light off and go fuck yourself," I grunt, throwing the edge of the blanket over my head."So rude," he gasps playfully before his footsteps near and the blanket is snatched away from me, an evil giggle following. "Your boyfriend is waiting outside, he's all dressed up today.""Really? Guess what? I don't fucking care," I chuckled while trying to prop myself up on my elbows nonetheless. "Send him in," Jo rolls his eyes and throws the blanket in my face before padding out of the room."Good morning princess," Nathan grumbled and I pushed the blanket away from my face to look at him. He was dressed in a pair o
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"Why do you think she is responsible for everything that happened or is happening to Nathan?", I questioned, the stirring spoon still dipped more than halfway into the cappuccino I had ordered for myself and Josh to share. "What did he tell you? Did you ever meet her?""Calm down, I'll answer all your questions. not going anywhere," Mr. Min teased before leaning back in his seat, the largest available cup of iced americano in his right hand while the left one was lying flat on the top of the table. "I didn't ask Nathan anything all by myself. I waited for him to say it.""He never says anything about it though, like I hadn't heard even a single mention of his biological mother not being the current Mrs. Kim," Josh shrugged, prying my tightly curled fingers from around the handle of the mug to take a small sip out of it."Yeah," I muttered, quietly dropping my hands back into my lap. "He doesn't.""His father does though," my head j
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My feet ached from how hard I was running through the corridors but that didn't stop me from reaching the changing room in which Nathan stood with his bare back facing me. I locked the door and ran up to him, wrapping my arms around his waist with a sniffle.My mind screamed at me to believe that all of this was just a bad dream and that whenever I would wake up, it'll be gone with my sleep but with my head spinning as the adrenaline wore off slowly, I realised that this was even worse than a dream, than my worst nightmares."I-I'm sorry," he sobbed, softly banging his head against the locker in which I had folded and stuffed his clothes. I shook my head against his back, not having enough courage to look him in the eye when I should be the one comforting him but here I was, weeping loudly.I was his girlfriend after all and it was an unspoken promise for us to comfort each other despite what the grief was. "D-don't be sorry baby, i
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"Mrs. Kim said she'll go back home first thing in the morning and I-I didn't find it appropriate for us to call Mrs. Lee at this hour of the night?", I sighed, scratching the back of my head. "Right, that's right," Josh whispered, leaning onto the wall, beside the window with his gaze fixed outside which must be displaying the entrance of our apartment complex.Perhaps, he was waiting for Mr. Min and Mr. Jung to turn up at our apartment."Jo?", I called out in a gentle tone and he immediately turned around to face me with a hum. "I-I can't help but think about what this would have as a consequence on Nathan's career. Would you mind if I turn the news on for a while?", gulping when he nodded silently I grabbed the remote and made sure to turn the volume down.As soon as I had turned on the screen, some random news station was displayed but it even as I stayed on it for over a minute, they didn't show anything about or even related to Nathan. So
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"Oh yeah? Then why did Nathan ask her to marry him?", he questioned, getting defensive with his arms folded across his chest. "He says he loves you, doesn't he? How come he moved on from an year long relationship just like that? Huh? It must've been pretty serious considering how they were planning to get married last month.""Shut up, just shut up. You vanished for four years, you know nothing about it. She cheated on him with Mr. Min after they got engaged. How do you expect him to stay stuck on a person like that?""Why don't you see for yourself today? He's using you as a rebound and as much as I care about him, I care about you more. Get it through your head that this is not a stable relationship.""It is stable," I huffed. "Even if he hadn't moved on before, he most certainly has done now.""Okay. Soph, listen to me, okay? I'm sorry for everything I just said, I only called her to be of potential help. I really don't want to
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"Did any of you notice what Teressa was calling Nathan?", Mr. Jung questions from the opposite side of the table, blowing on his coffee with his eyes stuck onto my movements as I sat next to Mr. Min, still sulking over last night's events."Oh yeah," Josh chimes in, mouth full of the Hotteok before he swallows the bite. "She was calling him Han," he shrugs and dives back into his lunch. "She always called him that," I mutter softly and three heads turn back to me, these being my first words since morning. "What? Teressa dated him for over an year, of course they had nicknames.""Yeah but what's 'Han'?", Mr. Min chuckles, probably mocking it and I laugh back in a softer tone. "Nat-Han, Nathan," I emphasize, moving both my hands in two different directions. "Oh yeah, that makes sense," Mr. Jung nods, his brows furrowing in concentration.We were all at Sam's restaurant for brunch after waking up quite late in the morning with all our
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