Please, Confess to Me

Chapter 2 : The Adorable Choco

Minji looked at Hanni's shocked expression and felt a touch of loss. They just got married, but when an unfamiliar person suddenly appears in your room at night, consternation and shock are normal reactions.

"It's been a long day, so you should go to bed early. I... I'll sleep in the guest room tonight." After saying this, Minji turned away, leaving the bedroom. It seemed she had forgotten that this bedroom rightfully belonged to her too, along with this new house.

Not long after Minji left, Hanni finally seemed to snap out of her astonishment.

Boom!

Hanni heard another thunderbolt, its light passing through the heavy curtains a few moments later. The room's light bulb flickered for a moment, the intense weather outside affecting it. She turned back to the window and peeked past the curtains, looking out at the dark clouds blurred by the rain splattering against the window.

After a while, determination flashed in Hanni's eyes. She pulled open the floor to ceiling windows, and rain immediately fell on her. Her first thought was that it was cold. Then she thought about it, since she felt the cold, did it mean she wasn't dreaming?

Hanni couldn't help but move forward a little more. She walked right up to the edge of the balcony and carefully stretched out her hand past the balcony roof, her palm up.

"It's wet. My clothes are wet, and my hair is wet." Such a palpable sensation confused Hanni even more. Now she wondered, was it the wedding that was the dream, or was it the funeral?

Minji left their new bedroom and headed downstairs to the guest room. She had long considered this scenario before their wedding. She had already moved most of her personal belongings into the guest room, while the master bedroom only contained a few of her things.

Although the wedding was rushed, it was still a marriage between the Kim and Pham families, so many guests attended. Minji had drunk a few more drinks than necessary during the wedding banquet. Enduring her dull headache, she went to the kitchen to find some water to drink.

Their new house was a two-person home Minji had bought a year ago. It wasn't very big a modest, two story building with one living room and a total of six rooms. Four upstairs and two downstairs, plus a small yard. There was a dog currently living in the yard. She had found it by the roadside a long time ago and had been keeping it for several years. She was quite fond of it, but it would have to be sent away tomorrow because Hanni was afraid of dogs.

Minji had just left the kitchen when she saw her wife coming down the stairs. She quietly choked on her saliva as she looked at the approaching Hanni. After composing herself, with an expressionless face, she asked, "Did you come down for some water?"

"Yeah." After that initial shock, the now calm Hanni became much more relaxed when facing Minji.

Whether the five years Hanni had experienced were a dream or not, this current she had memories of all those years. Although they had married for their own separate interests, after five years of marriage, the feelings of embarrassment and awkwardness that colored their wedding night were a thing of the past for this Hanni.

"Oh," Minji shuffled to the side and gave way so that Hanni could enter the kitchen.

Hanni entered the kitchen and spotted the familiar dining table in the center of the spacious room, along with the electric kettle resting atop it. She approached the table and noticed the kettle was full but devoid of steam. Testing it with the back of her hand, she confirmed it was cold to the touch. Skillfully, she lifted the kettle and walked to the microwave, plugging it in and pressing the switch at the base to start heating the water. A few minutes passed before the kettle finally began to boil. Habitually, she turned back to the table and noticed a covered white porcelain soup bowl. Curiosity piqued, she lifted the lid to reveal hangover soup.