When I told you Chanyeol was my boyfriend, you glared at him and stormed out of the store.
Chanyeol patted my head and told me that it would be better for me to rest for a while, so that I could go back to work feeling better about what happened.
When I got home, I stared at my reflection in the mirror.
I looked totally different to how I looked for a month or two after we broke up. I no longer had eyebags, or a sad smile on my face.
I opened the cabinet and saw the bottle of pills that I left untouched for a while now. I can safely say that I no longer need to take many sleeping pills just to fall asleep every night without thinking of you.
But maybe I need it again.
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