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Choi Misun
After Yoongi has left our conversation and I got back to my senses, once again I shut the door to my library and walked towards my window seat where me and him sat just few moments ago to sit there.
When I was comfortably seated by the open window again I started to think about the things Yoongi and I talked about.
Thinking back to my childhood and the way my mother treated me I tried to find a reason behind my mother's hatred and dislike towards me. There weren't many moments in my life when my mother treated me in a good way even though there were a few of them. Majority of my childhood was miserable when it came to moments between my mother and I.
There was never a moment in my life when I doubted that my mother carried lots of hate towards me in her heart if you don't count the years that I didn't understand the world as a newborn baby and a toddler.
I remember myself as a little girl when I was so confused on why she was the way she was. Sometimes I felt guilty for whatever reason she had to hate me and thought it was my fault but as I grew up I realized that the mistake wasn't in me but in the other person. In this case it was my mother.
A childhood where the child feels unloved by one of her parents leaves its notes on the child. As young as I am, I fear that maybe one day, when I will be married to a noble like my parents want me to be and with a child, I will treat my child the same way she did. I know I will try my best to give my child the childhood I wished to have but maybe I have the same tendencies after her. There is a possibility.
I won't be taking Yoongi's advice any time soon because I am not ready to face her and hear her reasons as of now. I can still enjoy the rest of my youth that I have. Before I am to be wed that is. Then my responsibility will be to carry a child for the men that I will mary and give us anothe heir to our kingdom since my parents never had any other child than me.
Sometimes I wondered why I was an only child when I got to see that other kings and queens, lords and ladies had more than one child if they were married and I was here alone. I didn't mind it of course because only I got to have a soft spot in my father's heart but my curious mind asked questions.
Shaking my head I pushed the thoughts of my mother aside so it wouldn't make the rest of my day even worse than it got and started thinking about another thing. Or more like another person that I encountered with today.
Yoongi.
To say that I was surprised he came here and then actually knocked on my own library door was and understatement. When I opened the door and saw him I was, in a way, happy and glad that he came here.
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