The Truth Untold

Crystal Snow

"Jisoo my love, another day has come. Another day for me waiting for you to wake up."

Here I am again, talking to her. Not exactly knowing if she can hear me.

Jisoo was involved in a car accident. Five days have passed and she is still not waking up. Five days of my greatest torture. Five painful days of me seeing her suffer. I can't help but to put the blame on me for what happened.

Two weeks ago, we had a serious argument. She wanted the both of us to go back to Seoul to have a vacation and visit our parents. We are currently in Singapore and have our works here. I told her we can't because it is not possible for the both of us to leave our jobs even for a while. Especially her, aside from working as a wedding organizer, she is studying fashion designing as well.

Since then she never talked to me and barely reply to my messages. We are not living together for we are not married yet. That's the promise we made to our parents.

The accident already happened when I was told of what urge her to return to Seoul.

I didn't know Jisoo has been stressed for the past months. Aside from the pressure and expectations of people on her, I heard she often got scolded by her boss. I was told that lately she's been a little absent-minded. Even her co-workmates felt that sometimes she isn't herself and her mind is focused on something else.

Maybe I was too focused on my own that I hardly saw what my girlfriend was going through. If only I knew, I would immediately book a ticket to Seoul and spend a wonderful vacation with her.

She was on her way back to her condo unit when the car she's driving got hit by a bus.

I'm very sorry, Jisoo. Please wake up. I miss you so much.

"Hmm."

I woke up to the mumbling I heard.

I look at her hand that I am holding and saw it moved.

I immediately pressed the nurse call button and excitedly wait for them. Jisoo gently open her eyes and seconds after mine met hers.

"We're glad that she regained her consciousness faster than we expected. For now she need to rest and we must wait until her full recovery." I know you are a strong one, Jisoo.

"But there is something we should be ready for."

"What is it?"

"She may acquire amnesia from the injury. We still ain't sure how fast or will it be even possible for her memory to return. But I suggest you to remain by her side, share stories about her will help too. Be strong Mr. Kim."

I did what the doctor said. I told her stories about her. Her childhood, about her family, her career, about us. Even if she doesn't respond to every effort I make, that's fine with me. Even if she makes me feel stupid for what I am doing, that's fine. I can handle it.

But what pierce my heart was when she called me by a different name.

Suho. She called me by that. By my bestfriend's name.

At first I showed her frustrations whenever she call me that.

But one day, for the first time, she told me a story.

Our story. But my character was changed. It was Suho.

Since then I cried myself to sleep every night. How much hurt have I done for this girl to forget me like that. To forever erase my name in her memory.