Aperture

Epilogue : Four Seasons

(Long chapter ahead, please enjoy.)

Dear Bin,

I am glad to have waited for you. I am glad that I have met someone like you, who could put up on most of my thoughts, whether it is a happy or sad one. And oh, the crazy ones at that. I am glad that you showed up just in time when I wasn't so sure of anything in my life anymore, not even the industry which I held so dear in my heart.

I actually wanted everything to stop then, before you came.

But then the chance meeting in France was a short one, and I wondered when could I ever see you again. During the time that you weren't there, I was back to my old routine. Going out with my friends, and meeting people along the way. Then you came once more in my life. Do you remember the time when I was in a church in Samseong-dong, and I was blocking your way? You stayed still in your seat and waited until I finished and walked away. I gave you a glance, just to make sure it was you. I must admit, I thanked God that you were there. But still after that, I wondered when will I ever see you again.

I guess fate really made its course on the both of us, after so many chance meetings.

When I saw you on the podium for journalists, I had to blink twice to make sure it was you who I saw. And I was never wrong. I hardly make a mistake when I decide to do something for myself. Just like choosing my career, choosing you over the others proved to be one of the best decisions I ever had in my life.

Even if there was a time when we had to go our separate ways, still I chose to stay with you. I chose to be with the man who made me see the real love that I know I so well deserve. I chose to stay with the man who made me feel how it is to be truly loved. I chose the man my heart wanted me to be with. And I never made a mistake about it.

I love you, Mr. Photographer. Just like how well you capture my emotions on camera, you captured my heart and made sure that I will never feel any lack with the love you have given me. Whatever happens, I will never walk away from you again.

Yours always,

Yejin

xxxxx

There are different types of tears. Happy, sad, angry and even tears of surprises. Right this moment, I felt a surge of happy tears. I am never an emotional man, but Yejin herself made me feel this way. I never knew why, but maybe because the love I feel for her was true, and it will always be until the day I pass on.

Yejin was one person who made me feel whole again. After what happened to me, everything went back to normal when she came along, sans the fame that she carries with her. I thought of her as a regular person, someone who is bound to feel love and be loved in return. Someone who never feels sorry that she fell in love, someone who deserves to be loved.

I got up and dressed myself, ready to go down to find my wife whom I have not seen yet. Was she okay after what happened last night? The tears she shed when we made love was something that made me nervous and happy. It just goes to show that she is a woman of sense and substance, and chaste. When I got down, the scent of food came into my senses, and it smelled delicious. I followed the trail and found her facing the stovetop, cooking breakfast for us. On the first day after we got married.

Am I dreaming? Of course I am not. I smiled as I slowly walked towards her. She was wearing my white shirt and her favorite shorts of mine, even when her own clothes were already here, she chose to wear these stuff that I own. Away from the brands she usually wears, she went on for a simple, nameless white shirt.

I snaked my arms around her and gave her a kiss on her cheek. She was startled but then she realized it was just me. Maybe because of my scent. She looked at me and smiled. Seeing her up close right now is like seeing an angel in the early morning sunshine of another day. Our first day as a married couple.