When I opened my eyes, it was as if I had finished recalling the entirety of my past.
Luckily, it was short enough, I mocked.
I suddenly realized that in my entire time of living, I had only myself to blame. My heart was too weak, reluctant to part with a warmth that did not belong to me, and blindly pursuing impossible relationships. Not learning from the moths attracted to the fire, I eventually ended up in ashes, becoming nothing. This was not something that I could really blame others for.
It was only at such times that I could see myself clearly.
How naive, how wilful. After more than 20 years of dreaming, it's time for me to wake up.
Opening the bedroom door, I saw that Seungmin had already prepared breakfast and was sitting at the dining table waiting for me. The winter morning sun fell upon his shoulder through the glass windows. His whole body looked like the Virgin Mary, bathing in holy light, saving all living beings from suffering.
I sat opposite him.
"I shouldn't have taken you to a place like that last night. It was my thoughtlessness that caused you to suffer such a fright," he apologized to me first.
"No, I'm the one who should apologize for getting you into such a terrible situation." It wasn't his fault. "I didn't tell you that I was with Chan before."
"I was also not frank with my identity. I'm actually the eldest son of the Kim family."
'Ah, the Kim family.'
No wonder this doctor could be invited to such a high-class dinner; it turned out that he was the son of the Kim family. The Grand Hotel was property under their jurisdiction, so how could they not invite the owner to attend.
In fact, after last night, I had my doubts, but I still felt surprised hearing it directly from him.
It was big news that the eldest son of the Kim family actually worked as an oncologist in a small hospital in this city, and I roughly had an idea of the reason. Long ago, my father once mentioned it by accident that Seungmin's mother died early, leaving her son at odds with his stepmother and solely brought up by his grandmother.
For such a reason, my father had refused to take another wife, as he was unwilling to let Mother down. I, at that time, had also secretly pitied the eldest son of the Kim family. It was unexpected that it turned out to be Seungmin.
Speaking of which, when Mr Kim remarried, I had been there but was only around seven years old. I ended up not remembering anything from that time, and what I knew was all told to me by others.
I said, "Since we had kept secrets from each other, we're even now, and no one owes anyone anything."
Both of us laughed.
I suddenly became worried. "Will Chan trouble you? His attitude was bad last night."
"You have to have faith in me. He can't do anything much to me."
That's right. Although he was a little doctor, he was still part of the Kim family, and Chan would not be silly enough to trouble him.
I couldn't help thinking that if Chan had known that I was the young master of the Han family, would he have treated me more sincerely?
With just that small amount of sincerity, it would have been enough for Jisung to be happy.
What I wanted was so little, could it be considered as being greedy?
In the afternoon, I received a phone call from Hyunjin.
When the connection was established, I got scolded. "Jisung, are you deaf? Why did you take so long to answer my call!"
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Dawn || ℑ 𝔉𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔏𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 ✅
FanfictionI am scared that the description will spoil the story. However, I swear to God that this will be good. -Han Jisung-centric -Angst, fluff