𝚆𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 | 𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐧

21

I sit there, taken aback by the words that just came out of her mouth. My body went cold and I felt so nervous. I chuckle nervously.

"No, you're lying; that's not funny." I say, trying to play it off.

I notice Jugyeong looking at me with a confused and worried expression. Jisoo just stands there, biting her lip. I look at the others and see them also unsure of what to do in this situation. I look back at Haeun, she's crying harshly now.

"Why would you lie about something like this?" I ask, still trying to deny her statement.

My grip on Seojun's hand becomes tighter with each second of silence that passes.

"Why!" I yell.

"Yusoi, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just didn't know ho-"

"No, no, you're lying." I say, shaking my head, feeling tears roll down my cheeks.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I open my eyes and see her trying to walk closer.

"No, don't come near me. I-I... why are you lying to me?"

"I'm not lying to you. I am really your mom." She pleads.

I look at her, more tears escape my eyes. My mouth falls open at a loss for words. I look down and sob a little to myself.

"Yusoi..." I hear Jugyeong whisper as she places a hand on my shoulder.

I look back up at Haeun, the feeling of anger beginning to spread throughout my body.

"You're not my mom. I know this because you wouldn't go six years without telling me, right?"

"Yusoi I-"

"You wouldn't come into my room everyday and act like you didn't know me, right?"

She stands there, her sobs becoming more apparent.

"You wouldn't look at me, smile at me and laugh with me like I wasn't a person that you left behind to live with my dad in poverty while you're here with a well paying job, right?"

"Yusoi-" She sobs.

"You wouldn't watch your own daughter start to die and take that kind of secret to your grave, letting her live without ever knowing who her mother is, right? You wouldn't be able to live with that kind of guilt, right?" My voice becomes louder.

She opens her mouth to speak, but I don't let her.

"You wouldn't sit with me in the hallway after I just found out that my dad died on the operation table, letting me cry my eyes out while you hold me, and not tell me then, right!" My voice breaks.

I take deep breaths, trying my hardest to stay as calm as possible. She looks at me, shame in her eyes.

"You wouldn't do all that and still not tell me, right? So tell me you're lying, right now!" I demand.

Jugyeong jumps a little from my sudden outburst. I feel Seojun starting to rub his thumb on the back of my hand, making little circles.

"I-I wanted to, but I just wanted to get to know you first, see how you were-"

"I was fucking dying, Haeun! That's how I was! You wanted to get to know me? How about you not abandon me at the age of three! How about you stay and watch me grow up!" I yell.

I cover my mouth, trying to soften my whimpers. I begin to cry harder. I feel someone hug me, smelling sweet perfume; it was Jugyeong. I use my other arm to hug her back.

"I think you should go." Jugyeong says.

I continue to cry into her arm, hearing my door open and footsteps leaving. I open my eyes and notice Suho and Gowoon were no longer at the foot of my bed.