How scary can it be not to know whether you're living in reality or in your dreamland?
And what if it goes on for months?
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We are not fallen angles.
Neither are we pure evil.
The thing is that we are a confusing mix of both.
The "good guys"...
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"Aren't you the cutest?" Hwasa pouted her lips as she was making funny faces to Snow while I was holding her, causing me to chuckle lightly. She seemed like she loved my babies so much.
On the other hand, Snow was just staring at her blankly, not even smiling at all, then she turned to look at me, as if she was asking me what that strange woman was doing, before she turned to her again, now having a sulky face.
I smiled softly, watching my apparently best friend doing her best to get my little girl to like her by playing with her; it was cute. However, my mind drifted away to the night before; it was so.. Confusing.
And frustrating af.
▶▶"Come here, Rain."
He command and I just obeyed with no hesitation. He was mad at me for the sudden change of my behavior that he obviously couldn't understand; he was upset in a good way.
Since he came before dinner, there was a lot of tension between us, and I was the one who created it. Was it so bad that I was actually glad of it? Whatever, my life has been so fucked up since it turned upside down and the time was Not stopping until I would process anything.
I had to move too.. So that I would be able to cope up with everything; home, work, family, kids and husband.
Waking up from my freaking trauma wasn't optional or something that can be delayed anymore.
Once I was in front of him, he held my hand, directing me to sit on his lap slowly. "You've been so.. Different since this morning." He started, resting one of his hands on my waist while the other caressed my hair gently. "Why's that?"
Even if I wasn't planning on taking a step closer to him, I definitely would after his simple, yet infatuating, actions.
"Maybe I'm just sick of.." I breathed out, looking forward for a second before turning to look at his mesmerizing face. "Being friends with my husband."
You smooth brat.
His eyebrows slightly frowned in confusion as he tilted his head to the side. "You remember?"
"I don't." I slowly shook my head. "But I don't wanna wait for something that seems to never happen."
He took a deep breath, not saying anything for a couple of seconds as if he was thinking deeply about something. "Rain-"
"And I don't wanna talk." I interrupted his talk quietly, bringing my hands up to wrap them around his neck loosely.
He glanced at my hands before staring at me again, his gaze darkening just for a second before he cleared his throat, a small smile crawling to his lips as he spoke in a low tone that instantly took my breath away. "What do you want then?"
