He || UNFINISHED

31

Irene's P.O.V.

I was happy, and so was he, we love each other, and that's all that matters.

At least not when a knock came on the door, when a familiar figure showed up, a huge smile crept up on his lips.

I froze. While he, he embraced me tight. With joyful tears falling from his eyes, calling my name and saying he missed me so much.

"Daehyun?" I uttered, widening my eyes in shock.

"I tried to reach you, but I guess you changed your number. So I tried finding for you everywhere, and I'm sorry I might have startled you." He says, while I pull him away towards a quiet corner.

"Why did you come here?" I said, my heart pounding like crazy.

This isn't supposed to happen. Not when I have already found my happiness, when I'm contented with my life.

"Obviously to see you?" He says, still with that innocent look on his face.

To see me? After two years? After you've left me to got to the States with girl you replaced me with? Who are lying to?

"I don't care for your reasons. Leave me alone, we were over when you left me and replaced me, and I am already happy with my boyfriend. Please, leave." I said, leaving him there on his own.

He held my wrist disabling me to leave, but not too tight to hurt me. "I already knew you would have found new one in those two years, but can you at least let me explain to you, and let this guilt off my chest?" He says, his words convinced me to stop and listen.

I don't know why, but I figured I should listen. That I might regret if I don't.

"I'll give you a minute. Explain now." I said, not sparing a glance at him.

"I started becoming weak and ill and when I visited the hospital, that's where I learned that I might not be able to live longer. Of course I should have at least told you, but I didn't cause I thought they would be able to cure me easily, that my situation is not the worst."

"I was wrong, and so that's where I had to lie to you that I was managing a family business in Busan. But I wasn't, I was at the hospital every day, while the doctors had to heal me. But I only became worst. I started to not be able to walk, I lost my senses slowly, until I wasn't able to see. I couldn't message you anymore, and my family was only focused on me, to cure me from my sickness."

"I have never forgotten you! I know I wasn't able to call or text you, but I would have if I could. But I couldn't, especially that my condition was its worst, that I could die anytime. My family had to sell my house, and our house, even stopping our business. We had to go to the States for my surgery, since that was the only way to heal me."

"Two years? It took two years? Yes. We kept believing, we kept praying and hoping, no matter how long it took, even if it took months. Of course I was cured easily, but then there were still other things I could do. One was move. And it took a year for me heal completely, and here I am, back and healthy."

"If you don't believe me, I have pictures and medical-" I cut him off before he finished his sentence, pulling him into an embrace.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know, I never knew... I'm sorry that I didn't trust you, that I lost hope too easily, that I trusted a mere woman's words. I'm sorry." I cried, I cried all my tears, in guilt and anger to myself.

I moved on too easily, I believed a woman's words too easily, and I was too happy while I didn't know he was suffering. I should have tried, I should have tried more to understand him and to look for him instead of blaming him..