As we were talking the car came to a sudden halt interrupting our talk, I looked at angel with a frown
"Oh! I asked him to stop here, the food in this restaurant is just chef's kiss, you wait here I'll get our lunch packed" Angel said as she unfastened her seat belt getting out of the car, I frowned looking at the building infront of me, this building... it felt familiar, actually everything in this place ever since entered here feels so known to me, I read out the restaurants name present in block letters at the entrance "DOWOO SIKDANG" in korean sikdang means restaurant but.. this name DOWOO I think I have heard this somewhere or maybe read, I was trying to recall where I have heard this name, when I heard a knock on the glass window of the car I looked in that direction to see angel standing there, so I lowered the glass
"Do you wanna come with me" she raised her eyebrows, I looked at the restaurant and then back at her and nodded in agreement, maybe if I get in I would know why am I feeling this way
As we entered into the restaurant angel asked me to sit and she went to order food for us, I started looking around the restaurant, this restaurant has an antique vibe like the kings time, I love watching movies and reading books of this vibe maybe that's why I felt familiar, as I was looking around I spotted a huge photo frame of someone, to have a closer look I moved towards the frame, it wasn't a photograph but it was an actual painting, a masterpiece, it was a painting of an old woman her face was not so clear though her personality didn't look that aged, as an artist I could tell by the realistic strokes of wrinkles on the skin of her hands, she had an elegant vibe and a vintage clothing fashion, the painting looked aged maybe it was an old memory, I looked closely at the painting every stroke was made with perfection, made with heart, as I was looking at the painting I found a tiny red heart at the bottom right corner of the painting, as I looked at that heart I felt chills cause I always had this habit of drawing a tiny red heart at the corner of my paintings, the paintings which I paint with all my heart, I gently touched the tiny heart and stroked it, I thought I was the only one
As I was lost in the beauty of the painting i heard a loud metallic sound behind me
I turned my head in the direction of the sound, it was hard to find the exact cause of the sound in the crowded restaurant, suddenly I caught a pair of familiar eyes, a woman whose face was covered with a scarf sitting at the corner table of the room was picking her metal bottle which was fallen down, when her gaze met mine, those same dark hypnotizing orbs of the old creepy woman at the station, but how come? This woman looked super young compared to her, a person sitting on the front table suddenly stood up blocking my view and braking the the intense eye contact, I immediately took fast steps towards that corner table not wanting to miss her this time, but It was already late, there was no one on that table, not even a single trace indicating that there was someone sitting there earlier, it was so confusing, I felt like i was hallucinating, I looked around the whole room to find any clue of that mysterious woman, but nothing
~"We are almost there Y/N" I hummed in response still thinking about the incident In the restaurant
"Your father doesn't allow you you to come here, your mother warned you not to come here, then what did you tell them before coming here? She asked looking at me curious
"I told I was going to complete my final school year in Chicago near hara unnie" I said looking at her with a mischievous smile, Hwang hara is my elder sister, or I can say my crime partner, we are not those type of siblings who pick fights on each other, instead we get scolded together, and this time just as always hara unnie came to rescue, she said she will manage things with appa and Eomma and asked me to live my life to the fullest
~"WE ARE HERE Y/N!" I heard angel's excited scream as she clapped her hands, and before I could respond or look anyway she closed my eyes with one of her palm
"YAH! what are you doing?" I yelled back at her grabing her wrist which was covering my eyes
"Don't open your eyes until I say so" as soon as she said I felt a soft fabric covering my eyes as she tied the blindfold
She got out of the car before helping me out, she stood behind me holding my shoulders and gently pushing me forward in an unknown direction, Soon she stopped pushing me further and I felt the knot of the blindfold being untied, feeling the soft fabric glide down, I gently fluttered my eyes open, taking in the elegantly beautiful view Infront of me, I looked around surprised, a small vintage house in the middle of a pleasing green garden
As I was lost in the beauty and the simplicity of this enchanting place, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head which blurred my vision and numbed all my senses, I grabbed my head, shutting my eyes tightly, as a few unclear memories flashed before my eyes, a little girl who was standing at this exact place, holding someone's hand was pointing her tiny fingers at this house as she parted her lips and said the words "MI CASA" in her baby voice, those words rang in my ears constantly, each time the volume getting louder which made shut my ears and forcefully open my eyes, I felt my energy drain and I looked at the house infront of me, as I absent-mindedly whispered the words MI CASA before everything turned blank
Her heart cherished what her mind couldn't remember
And her soul longed for what her skin couldn't feel
The feeling of homeTo be continued
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