𝙋𝙨𝙮𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩 🥼

Unexpected

"Dr. Kim," a voice called out, "Dr. Kim."

"Dr. Kim!" the voice yelled a little louder, "Dr. Amy!"

I stood up in shock.

"What happened?" I asked as I looked at my surroundings.

"You fell asleep in the couch sobbing, You've been sleeping here since yesterday, nor did you had any meal." my assistant explained as I saw how messed up my room is.

"You don't have any reservations this morning so I came late. I came just now, we have one client coming in a few minutes." she added.

"OH my god. What have I done!" I screamed in my mind and started cleaning.

"Oh no!" knelt down to see crinkled papers on the floor.

"MY PROJECT!" I looked down in disappointment.

"I'm so stupid!" I hit myself in the head a few times and pulling my hair through the roots before my assistant pulled my hand up and made me sat down.

"Its fine to have a melt down. The 13 years I've been a nurse here. I've seen different doctors go through worst breakdown I dont get why you out of all the people help others when you needs the help the most," she told me handing me a warm cup of chocolate, "I will clean this up. you should go to the bathroom and clean yourself up or else the patient wont be serious with you, looking like that."

"Thank you so much!" I replied as I drank the hot chocolate thoroughly and head to the bathroom covering myself with the medical coat especially with my make up all smudge up.

I locked the bathroom door to avoid anyone who can see my miserable face.

"Oh my god! I looked like a ghost. It looked like I've been punch on both my eyes." I quickly washed my face after judging it a few more times.

I went to one of the stalls and sat down on the toilet and biting my nails unconsciously. What should I do now? I can't just quit and he cant just kick me out because he caught me working.

You see. I'm alone. I'm all alone. My parents live together in our old house. My older brother is living in the another country. My sister has her own family. My younger brother is dating and has his own work and house inherited from our parents. My parents run the restaurant while my sister is the managing the financial stuff. All of us has invested at least 20% to the restaurant. Since I was young my parents have been complimented for their cooking skills. They've always told my parents to open a restaurant and now they did, it was pretty successful, almost everyday they have new customers.

I moved here in Korea because I want peace. I don't receive warm hugs, and receive struggles instead of compliments. I was the middle child getting nothing so I decided to move away. I'm still connected to them but they're surely distant. I would only call my sister a few times a month to know about the situation mostly about the restaurant.

I missed my pet so much. She's been with me since I was young but I didn't think she'd actually stop giving me warm hugs and loud barks. Instead of that I receive cold cuddles and short whimpers. I wished I could get warm hugs again. Its that simple. Warm hugs from a dog or a human is my boaster. My happiness would extend to 50 more years. I must admit. I should be married by now. My parents force me to go and blind dates because I'm getting older. 32 means early thirties. I'm not that old you know.

I actually wish I can bully my younger brother and create stuff with my sister getting scolded by our grandma. Just like my pet, she aged and give colder hugs. She have this very small simple house that just fits the description of a house in province. She didn't receive enough education but she was able to raise seven children. She grew up without having any assets, but she didn't complain. She wasn't famous or pretty. She was this normal person in my life yelling my name to come home at lunch time. She was this normal person in my life that gossips with me and tell me funny memories with her children growing up. How my grandpa worked his ass off, even if he's sick, his step brother still treated him like a piece of shit after stealing his inheritance.

I've got my own history and it never involve love with a young boy. Believe it or not but I never had any serious relationships because I don't prioritize it. I had a couple people crushing on me but I decided to friend zoned them. I felt really bad for them but when I'm getting close to them I don't want to burden them with my problem thinking I cant handle my own struggles. I don't want people to petty me or be little me. I don't want to burden then with my problems but I cant spill it out to myself because its just coming back to me.
And thats my problem-

Knock Knock Knock

After zoning out from my thoughts the loud knock wakes me up. I finish putting on the make up that hides my eyebags and dried tears from yesterday.

"I'm so sorry. I had to sanitize the bathroom. You can come in now." I quickly ran out of the place and hurried back to my room.

"I'm sorry, I zoned out in the-" I spat the words out thinking my assistant was there instead I found a different person on the couch sitting anxiously.

"Mr. Park? and Mr.-"

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