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I watch with regret as Elsa blows out the candles on the cake and lets out a wide grin. Jisoo clapped her hands and onlookers did the same after singing a happy birthday song for her. Indecisive on what to do, I continue watching them, my stomach twisting into knots.
When I can no longer take it, I step down from the car and take long strides into the restaurant, not stopping until I am right in front of Jisoo. With dread, she looks up to meet my eyes.
I drag out a seat beside Elsa and slump in before shifting my eyes to meet Elsa's. She isn't jumping up in excitement like she used to, my heart sinks at that.
"Happy birthday, Cutie pie!" I mutter with a weak smile carved on my lips. I didn't even buy anything. I didn't get her a birthday gift. And that is simply because I didn't even know today was her birthday. How could I have known it was her birthday when I didn't even know her birthdate?
This shows how much of a good father I was. I know I have been terrible, but things will change. That is what I want. This is exactly why I am doing everything inhumanely possible to get their forgiveness and make things right.
"Thank you." Elsa replies maturely before turning to her mom.
"Are you okay, baby? Why do you look sad?" I inquired wondering what Jisoo might have told her.
"Jungkook, we are in public and it's my daughter's birthday. Can you please not do this now?" Jisoo finally speaks, her face soft and pleading.
I do not want to, but I can't help it. I have remained here for five days. I meant what I said when I told Jisoo that I wasn't leaving until I get her forgiveness.
I didn't care if the company crumbles. It once went down, and I picked it up from scratch to reach that height. I twirl around to face Jisoo. Instead of saying a word, I grab her two hands on the table where the beautiful chocolate cake is seated and drag my chair closer to her.
"Jisoo, look at me." I say in a whisper. She doesn't obey. She trying to avoid my gaze. I rub my hands against hers. "Won't you look at me? Please..."
In fear that I will do something drastic, Jisoo finally raises her eyes to meet mine. There is no anger in them tonight, and it makes me feel glad for letting her be for four days without making an appearance in front of her.
Perhaps she thought I had given up and gone back to Korea.
"That is not a difficult situation, babe. All you have to do is admit it and I will go down on my knees and beg you to forgive me. That's all. There isn't much to it, if you want to hit me. I will let you. If you want to curse at me, I will let you. If you want to let out all the pent up anger, I won't stop you. Just don't continue torturing me in this way. Don't stop me from coming close to you and our child."
"She is not your child." She clenches her jaw in an effort not to let out a shout. "Jungkook, let go of me and stop this rubbish!" She whisper yell at me, before yanking her hands free and turn to Elsa with anger written all over her face.
