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Dear Wonho,

Your mother invited me to the gala.

The one you were attending.

I knew her plan to embarrass me.

Your mother never liked me.

I was scared to tell you that.

I didn't have a dress.

And somehow that got to you.

I was never the one to dress up.

I didn't even own a dress.

There was no use of a dress.

My life only consisted of work and sleep before you came into my life.

You gave me excitement.

The thrill of dressing up and walking confidently.

You bought me a beautiful soft blue dress.

It made me feel like a princess.

That night you took my hand before your mother did.

We danced and talked.

But when you had to talk and make connections with the other people.

Your mother took me outside.

We talked and I couldn't be rude to say no.

She told me something.

I hated what she told me.

When I didn't respond.

She pushed me.

She pushed me into the cold water.

The pool ruined everything.

I ran home and ignored you for weeks.

It wasn't you.

I promise.

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