I, Lily, Nari. | Jeon Wonwoo |

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TODAY

Jeon Wonwoo,
I hope you are doing well. I've missed you so much that I have prayed for you everyday. I tried my best to take care of Chan and he is growing up well. But it was hard to raise him up without you by his side. A mother is everything to a child, but they still need their father.

It has been three years since your accident, and I have been lonely since then. I cried everyday wishing for you to come back, I had a slight hope that you'll be but it breaks my heart to know that you didn't. I tried to be happy when I'm with Chan but I always ended up crying on my bed when Chan's asleep.

Pain, is all I could feel. Chan is the only one that could bring a smile to my face.

Today is my birthday, and it has been five years since our marriage. I baked myself a cake in the kitchen and I thought Chan is still asleep but I heard his voice behind me, "Goodmorning, Eomma!"

I turned around and there he is, our child, looking handsome like his father. He ran to me and hugged my legs. I kneel down and hugged him, "Morning, Chanhee. How are you feeling?"

"Happy! Because eomma bake a cake!" He lets go of me and sat on the stool, I went back to the cake and finished the decoration. It is basically a simple cake with flower designs, I only used two colours which is rose quartz and serenity. Chan clapped his hands, "Pretty! Happy birthday, eomma!"

"Thank you, my darling," I giggled and went to find for a box for cake in the cabinet. I found one and place the cake inside the box. I turned towards Chan, "Son, go get ready and be down in fifteen minutes,"

Chan gasped, "Are we going to see dad?" I nodded and he smiled. He went down the stool and ran upstairs to change his clothes. I figured I should too,

So I changed my morning clothes to a cream floral dress that rested a little below my knee. I fixed my hair and made sure to make myself presentable. Before I go out, something caught my eyes on the bedside table, I looked at it and took it with me. Chan is already downstairs when I went down and we both proceeded to the car.

We arrived and went out the car. I held Chan's hand and we both looked at the building before us, I held my breath, nervous for some reason. Maybe that's because I am nervous to see you, even if I visited you countless times but I still feel nervous.

We both go inside and tried to find the correct room. When we found it, we both took a step inside, Chan slowly set down the cake on the table. He suddenly freezes, I don't know what he was thinking about but I saw his eyes, glistening while looking forward. I lifted my eyes and a wave of mixed feelings hit me hard,

"Jeon Wonwoo,"

Your name escaped my lips, I tried to hold my tears in. You look stunning as always, there isn't one time where you don't look handsome, well maybe except for the heartbreaking sight of you after the car accident. I couldn't get a hold of that sight, you looked lifeless. I felt weak, because you are the only person I have aside from Chan.

We both sits on the chairs and looked at you, sleeping peacefully.

Wonwoo, when will you wake up from your coma?

It already hurts me to see you covered in blood that day when I arrived at the hospital, the doctors were doing their best trying to save you. It was chaotic, I couldn't move a single muscle. All I did was stare at your bloody state whilst trying to put Chan to sleep because he was crying so hard. I couldn't think straight, I thought I was going to lose you.

It took more than an hour for the doctors to finally finish your surgery. I waited in the waiting room with Chan sleeping in my arms. I hoped that you might be able to wake up soon, but then the doctor came out and delivered the message to me,

'I am sorry, your husband has fell into a coma,'

It broke me that day. I cried as soon as I heard it, but I was a little bit glad that you are still alive. I entered the room, you were laying on the hospital bed with all the machines stuck to your body. I hated it, I hate looking at you like that.

Now you are still on the same bed, less machines but you still had that oxygen mask on. I shed a single tear as I kissed your forehead. You didn't respond, you stayed still. I am really scared, anytime you could... leave the world, me and Chan. My only hope to know that you're still alive is that heart monitor, as it keeps on beeping and giving me a relief.

"Eomma, will appa wake up?" Chan asked, looking at me with hopeful eyes.

"He will, darling. He will,"

He only nodded and brought the cake on the table. We both started to eat, I didn't bake a big whole cake though, it was just a very small cake enough for me and Chan. When we bought finish, we just stayed there in silence.

"Wonwoo-yah, are you doing well? I hope you're in there trying to fight it. I want to see you, I miss you, Wonwoo. We miss you," I sighed,

Chan only slumped in his seat, I stopped talking before I break down. Honestly, I have forgotten what I was supposed to do so I just stared at you, not until Chan decides to rummage through my bad and took out something,

"Eomma? What's this?"

I looked at it and gasped. That is what I'm supposed to do! I gently took it in my hand and smiled at it, I looked at Chan, "This, my son, is a diary that I write,"

"What's inside?"

I opened the book and smiled at the first page, I run my fingers towards the paper. I looked up at you, "It is the story of when I first met your father,"

"Really? Can you read it out to me and appa?"

I nodded, "Of course," Then I held your hand to lift it up and give a kiss to it, "Jeon Wonwoo, I am not sure if this will wake you up but do you want to hear my story?"

Chan excitedly sat close to me. I laughed at him and exhaled, "Jeon Wonwoo, don't you remember? You said I am the rarest flower,"

"He did?"

"Yes, Chan. Your father said so, when we were eighteen years old."

"Woah you remember that!" Chan jumped in his seat,

"Of course! Okay, okay. I'll start," I took a deep breath. Then exhaled, "Eight years old. Jeon Wonwoo, today is the first day I met you. We met at the side of the road because we were going after the ice cream truck..."