Hurt

Chapter 43 - Her

Hyekyo

When we arrive Seoul, I take a taxi. Baekhyun follow me along. On taxi, he didn't said anything and only look on his phone since on the plane. Well, that's his problem not me and I'm not interest with it. About 15 minutes, we arrive at the the destination. On the way here, I look at the evidence that give me the hint about my past. Not directly but something related with it. 

'Haengbok Orphan House'

The hint where I can search my past. Who I am and what's everyone wants to hide. For the first step...here. The orphan house. According to the evidence that Geumsik Ajumma gave Baekhyun, there was a data that told Kim Miyoon was raised here for a while because her father can't accept her. She was raised here until she was 9 years old. After that, she was taken into his father's house. That's when all the disaster start. 

Then, a loud voice of children make me turn back. Looks like the children played along with Baekhyun. The laughter make me flashback of my childhood. There's no voice like that. So quite, so lonely and so dark. Everything so different here. Something that I've never know it was exist. Laugh..

I back to the reality and stay focus on what I'm search. I walk inside the orphan house. It looks more calm than I thought. I look around the entrance. There is a information board. Up there, the pictures. Maybe the orphan stayed here. While I'm so into the picture, someone approach me.

"May I can help you?"

I look at the voice who approach me. A woman maybe in her late 50s. She smile at me.

"What I can do to help you, young woman?"

"I want to see president of this orphan."

"Yeah, it's  me."

"Are you the president of this orphan?"

"Yeah, and what your business to see me?"

"I want to search someone who once stayed here 35 years ago."

"35 years ago?"

I nod.

"Who's that you want to search, my dear?"

"Kim Miyoon."

As I said that name, the smile on her face's gone. Her expression looks worried and dark.

"Can I ask you why you would search Miyoon. Who are you?"

Actually, I didn't has anything to said but something approach to my mind.

"I'm her daughter's friend."

Her expression kinda hard to tell what she's thinking.

"Follow me."

She said and walk away. I follow her like she said. We arrive at a room. Staff room, I guess. She take something on the shelf. An photo album. She put it on the table and open it.

"Have a sit."

I sit and look at the photo album.

"This is a picture when she's a month. She was sent here when she's only two days."

"Two days?"

"Yes, she's sent here right after she was born. She was ice cold when I first time touch her."

"Who was sent her here?"

"A man who's in suit and his face cover with mask. He went away as soon as Miyoon was in my arm."

"Are you still remember that day?"

"Why I should forget it? It must be a day that I'll never forget for the rest of my life."