Unnoticed love

Chapter 13

2 month has passed, 2 long, months for me. I was working like crazy at work. Yoohyeon, contrary to Bora's words, did not appear. Everything was so strange. We parted strangely.

She thought that everything was simple with us, that we were just having a good time, but I did not accept it. For the first time I decided to build a full-fledged normal relationship, and then I did not succeed. My first thoughts were to do everything to spite her, to somehow take revenge. Start sleeping with different girls, breaking hearts, not making promises, vows and other things, everything is as before, before her.

I wanted to plunge into that atmosphere when nothing and nobody cared about me. But I realized that I can't. I cant. And I do not want. I don't want to change money, I don't want to hide later, change numbers and hide in my place of residence. Yoohyeon broke something in me. I thought a lot about her, about our relationship. And after this fucking month, it started to calm down. Humility. I didn't get angry anymore. Yes, I still think of her, I was also offended and sorry for what had happened, but there was no anger. And that made me happy. After a while, I gradually came to my senses.

I decided that I had lived long enough as a recluse, so I agreed to Handong's offer to come to their housewarming party. Handong moved with Dami, she moved in Dami's apartment. The redhead said that it would be more convenient for her, but if Dami breaks her heart, like Yoohyeon did to me, then she absolutely does not want to live where their memories and so on will be. Selfish but reasonable. I asked Handong if Yoohyeon would be there. My friend said that she was invited, but since she is on duty at the hospital, Yoohyeon will not come. I rejoiced. I didn't want to see her. Not because I was angry, but because I knew that we would be uncomfortable, and I do not want to be in awkward situations. Okay, I was just afraid that the aching pains, worries, whining into the pillow and so on would begin again.

Also, all this months I had lunch with Bora almost every day. It seems to me that she specially took me to dinner, because she knew that I myself would not eat. I lost weight, the first week I didn't eat at all. Bora was nearby, distracting me from unnecessary thoughts, but we did not start a conversation about Yoohyeon. She didn't ask me about my personal life at all. And I, more or less coming to my senses, decided to thank her. Therefore, I myself invited her to dinner, and not just anywhere, but to one of the best restaurants in the city. She was very surprised, but agreed.

We made an order, talked, and when the food was brought and there was a pause, I looked into her eyes and said:

- I want to thank you.

- For what?" Bora looked at me incredulously.

- For everything," I shrugged my shoulders," you were always by my side during hard times, because of you I still haven't gone crazy. I think I'm already fine and that's only because of you. Everyone experiences a broken heart at the age of 16- 18, and me at 29. But it's okay.

- Siyeon, don't be upset. You will meet the one who sees all the good in you. And appreciate it.

- I'm not sure, I don't have many things to be proud of. It is unlikely that someone will be able to see something there," I laughed.

- Well, I did it," Bora said seriously, and I noticed that her eyes were somehow strangely shining. But at the same moment the woman looked down and changed the subject.

- Very tasty pasta, I didn't even know that they cook it like that here," she admired, winding the noodles on a fork.

I smiled, nodding, and I myself had some strange feeling. It's like it was as if she was hiding something from me. Or as if she said something I shouldn't have known about. But Bora, as always, kept her composure and did not give any reason for reflection until the end of the dinner.