Chapter 45

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A/N: This is my second time to ever write Jo Eun's POV since the day I got back on Wattpad so... please bear with me fellow readers! T~T

Also, about the instrumental that I included above, you can play it for the whole chapter if you'd like to and just replay it again if it ended and you haven't finished reading. But then again, the choice is yours! :)

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*Jo Eun's POV*



"오빠... 미안해요. (Oppa, I'm sorry). But Ja H-oon needs me right now.", I took a step back, turning my back at him in the process as I forced myself to run faster and away from him towards the hospital where Ja Hoon is currently at.


The rain was pouring down so hard that I've to blink faster just to have a clearer view of what's happening around me. I wanted to look back at him and stop but my feet won't let me. I admit, I've hurt Shin so much for letting out those words. But Ja Hoon-ah... I've also caused so much pain to him. I knew I have already said that I won't ever talk or care about him anymore, but he ended up suffering so much because of me doing those things. And right now, I'm starting to regret it.


'미안해요, 정말 미안해요... (I'm sorry, I'm really sorry)', tears began streaking down my cheeks, my chest tightened that it almost felt as if my heart's going to tear apart. After all, it's been me. It's always been me between the two of them. If it weren't because of me, Shin Young... he could've been happier, he could've been acting like himself right now and Ja Hoon and I could've still had that great bond. But now it's all ruined. It's all ruined because of me!


"Ja Hoon-ah, I'm almost there.", I muttered to myself, my legs forcefully swinging back and forth. No matter what happens, I'll try my best to fix the mistakes that I caused between the bonds that the three of us have together, even if it'll cost me my own happiness.


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"M-miss, can you tell me where the patient Kimj—uh, J-Ja Hoon Kim?!", with my clothes completely wet, saggy and with the rain water dripping down to the ground from the edges of my shirt and pants, I nervously asked the nurse sitting across the counter.


"Uhm?! I-it's. . . It's on room 301 but you have to--", she hurriedly checked the papers from her desk and spoke up. Yet, I immediately rushed to search where his room is at in the building as soon as I heard the room number. She tried reminding me about signing my name on the visitor sheet by shouting it out but I just kept myself continuously running towards the second floor to search for his room.


Three minutes have passed and I was already in the third floor but there's still no sign of room 301 in the current place I'm in. And so, I decided to run upstairs to the fourth floor of the building.


'*pant, *pant... There! 301!', I thought while panting in the process. Slowly, I walk towards the door with my hands trembling. In the door, there was a rectangular window that is vertically aligned. And within that window lies the face of the person whom I intended to see.

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