CHAPTER:7

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Jin Ah got up with smile on her face, but that was short lived because as soon as she got up she felt severe joint pain, she couldn't even stand properly. She took the support of the edge of the bed in order to stand. Her leg muscles were in pain, that kind of pain that someone had crushed them badly. She carefully sat back on the bed. She inhale and exhale slowly. She was holding back a sob; it was so bad that it could make her cry.

 She started to rub her hands on her legs. She knew she couldn't go jogging like this, but she needed a good excuse to tell Mrs. Choi. She reached her drawer and took out her pills, she gulped down her pills and in a matter of minutes the pain was gone and now she could walk.
She stood up to see if there was pain. She stood up very slowly, but it was fine.

She sighed and rubbed her eyes. She met her eyes in mirror almost giving her a sympatric look and a faint smile, "a year just a year" she thought.
As she couldn't go to jogging now she decided to take a bath, when she was done, she sat in front of the mirror again, there she saw it again the dullness, the pale color, and her lips were also now becoming colorless.

As if disgusted by her reflection she put her eyes down. She thought, "Why did it have to come to this? I am going to die then why I can't die peacefully, even dying is hard for me". She sighed sharply and told herself to stop feeling sorry about her and live this year like any other.

When she was done she went down. As stepped down the hall was empty. She looked around but there was no one. Then she heard the laugh she hated but mostly loved. It was Minho followed by a cheerful Mrs. Choi.

He was holding up the plates. His long fingers wrapped around the plates, his white teeth on full display as he was laughing, his eyes sparkled as there were stars in them. Jin Ah was rather calmed to see him. Without even thinking she was smiling at him, her eyes following his every move.

Her eyes also traveled to Mrs. Choi who was also happy with him, her smile even grew bigger as she saw the both of them playing, she was happy that Mrs. Choi had someone with her so she won't be alone. She didn't know how long she stood there but she was happy.
Minho was the first one to notice her, his eyes locked with her. His body started to heat up, his breath was stuck in his windpipe, and he remembered the night before his lust how much he wanted to touch her.
Jin Ah was still smiling without noticing as she looked at him. Her eyes locked with his. "Ah young lady, you are here" Mrs. Choi said in surprised tone as she saw her. Her voice made both of them snap out of the moment.

Jin Ah finally noticed that she smiling an idiot and cleared her throat and looked at Mrs. Choi. Mrs. Choi asked again, "You didn't go to jogging today, are you okay?" Jin Ah hadn't recovered from her moment with Minho. "Hmm?" She asked in a surprised tone.

She gave her the eyes excepting an answer. "Oh umm, yea I wasn't feeling it to it today. So yea I didn't go" she as walked down the stairs. Mrs. Choi was still wasn't won over the answer she let it go, "okay then come have breakfast" she said while she clapped.

She made her way down avoiding him as much she could. She sat on the chair and cleared her throat again. Minho was setting the table. As he came to set the table in front of her and he extended his hand to put the plate, his scent hit her nose it was spicy in a way it attracted the other person.

As she inhaled it she gulped. Her eyes traveled towards his face, one side of his face was visible. She looked closely towards him, His hair being a mess but it still looked good, his black eyes focused on the table and his Adams apple moving as he was breathing and then for a second her black eyes met his brown eyes.

JinAh looked closely his black eyes were similar. The CEO from the meeting came in her mind; "no it can't be" she thought are "they related?" She blinked a few times to break the eye contact she turned her head towards the other side and he also went towards Mrs. Choi.

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