𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝑀𝓎 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 • 𝑱𝑱𝑲 𝒇𝒇 ꜰꜰ

Chapter 22

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HANEUL POV

MY MOM was gone. My Dad for some strange reason stayed back home.

I took our family pictures with me & soon my grandparents emptied the house.

As everything cleared out, I was back to college. My nature become cold. Back then, I was like my mother, warm but not anymore.

As I said before, a part of me cut out the moment my parents died & no matter what happens it won't be replaced nor be created.

It's been only one week since the situation happened with my parents. My parents' last hug, I still remember the warmth. The feeling of home.

I sit by myself in the shop, sipping my coffee as I flipped through the newspaper.

My hand's shock.

"The mafia is known as Gil Sang was found brutally murdered by the ceiling at his farmhouse naked. His back was curved in bold letters- 'For My Darling'."

"The murderer show no mercy- said professionals. In another way it looked inhumane, his blood was drawn all over the floor & walls. As if the person took revenge."

"For my Darling?"

Father?

He always called Mom, darling.

The murder of my mother is Gil Sang was a known fact.

Tears started to form in my eyes, "Is that why you haven't left the house? Is that why you never responded to me? All the week!"

༊*·˚ 50 YEARS LATER.࿐ྂ

"I don't think it was necessary." I said to the young woman who stood at my doorstep.

"Please, Mr. Jeon. I struggled soo much to find you. Please tell me about your parent's story. This book will make this generation aware of your parent's great love story."

I felt bad for this young woman. She was following me for over a week saying she's a famous writer Soyaa & wanted to write a biography about my father's life.

I felt bad for her & told her everything. She was happy after I tell her everything. She collected my father's pictures and ask me for my mom's.

But I requested her not to publish my father's pic. She agreed. After a few months, the book come out. My heart felt itchy when I looked at the book on my table.

The young woman Jisso had sent a copy to me.

My hands shook as I slowly opened the book. After I read it. My mind went blank. Dad was still here.

He was killing people who ever staying in that house.

All these years? Why didn't he leave? Perhaps, can't he leave?

I closed the book & took my pills. I looked at the closed cabinet before making my way towards it.

I slowly opened it and took out our family album. I flipped through the pages pausing at my Mom's & Dad's wedding pic.

I called writer Soyaa asking her to meet me.

"You called me, Mr. Jeon?" She asks. I gesture to her to sit on the couch.

"I've read the book. Thanks for not publishing the picture of my father." I smile, and she shakes her head.

"No, no. As a writer, I should do as you ask me to do and moreover, I respect your decision since he's your father." Jisso said.

I laughed loudly, "I know but formalities you know!"

"So, what is the reason you wanted to meet me, Mr. Jeon!?" Jisso asks.

I pull out the album from behind me & took out my parent's picture, handing her.

"You've asked for my mom's picture as you couldn't collect it right? The beautiful woman in the picture is my mom." I said smiling.

My Dad is naughty & bold enough to hold my mom in his arms. Even though they both were teenagers, the wedding photo is the most pure & innocent one. My father & mother's eyes screaming the untold love they hold for each other.

I'm pretty sure, they were their first crush & first love.

But writer Soyaa's hands shook.

"It doesn't make sense, Y_Y/N?!"

"Sorry, what?" I frown at her words.

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