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"So pretty, mommy," Moowon complimented when she picked up the baby breaths on the counter. He had browsed through the florist shop with her. Smelling roses and pointing in awe at other flowers, but she'd only come here for one kind.
Baby breaths.
Wishing the store clerk a good day she took Moowon's hand and walked outside. It was a pretty day. Big white clouds among a pretty shade of blue. The sun was shining full force as if it was happy the earth's people were up and about. The weather was perfect for a picnic. There was enough shade. The air wasn't too thick or cool. It was...just perfect. For families, loved ones.
A perfect day for people to fall in love.
These days her son had grown taller. Outgrowing his clothes, so she'd taken him on a shopping trip the other day. He had fussed over pants and wanted new shoes instead, because Daehwi kept upgrading his styles.
Daehwi was more involved in their lives, but that didn't mean she loved him. He hadn't touched her since they slept together. He'd been upset with her since it happened, She could tell by the way he ignored her sometimes, even giving her the cold shoulder. His only goal each time he came over was to continue making peace with her, but the bigger part of it was to be in his son's life. They argued now and then but learning to forgive was still in the process. A rough road still remained ahead for them, but they would slowly work it out for their son. That's what mattered most. That Moowon's father wanted to be in his life.
They were no longer an abandoned pair.
Hearts could heal. The days ahead could also be happy ones.
Moowon still wanted no one other than his dad to be with her, but on several occasions, he had also asked about Sehun. Wondering if she didn't love him anymore, because he no longer came over. Namjoo had just smiled in response.
To explain love to a child was beyond her words. Her experiences hadn't always amounted to beautiful ones. She also never wanted Moowon to learn about her heartaches.
The complex relationship between adults would never be something a child would understand. If two people wanted to be together, what's so hard about that? Moowon would ask, but she would tell him there are a lot of factors involved that makes it complicated. He had looked at her quizzically, but Namjoo didn't explain further.
And Sehun...remained tucked inside that precious place in her heart. He was a kind of treasure she only looked at with yearning whenever she was alone.
They weren't really friends, but today they were meeting. Gunta wanted to play with Moowon. Her son would enroll in kindergarten in five months, which meant she would take him out of daycare. Daehwi would watch him after learning classes were over then she would pick him up after work. Together they had worked a system that would work for them. Hoping it would allow Moowon more time with his father.
"Where we going, mommy?" Moowon wondered from the back seat when they drove away from the direction of the park.
"To see someone," Namjoo replied.
Sometimes when she dropped Moowon off at the daycare she would make small talk with Sehun. He looked well. Still able and healthy. Once in a while he would smile at her, but they would go no farther than that. No walking each other to their cars. He didn't pull her inside his car, so they could secretly kiss. At night she no longer fell asleep to his voice in her ear. In the evenings, her time was spent without him.
Today was his idea. Most likely not because he missed her. She hadn't come out because she missed him. They weren't a pair anymore, but two people drifting along the coastal waters until they found home again.
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This is My Love
Hayran KurguWhat brings a divorcee and a widowed man together are neither love nor attraction but their children. Kim Moowon and Oh Gunta - Sehun's son who shares a deeper tie with Namjoo than they let on. Their pasts continue to linger as their relationship de...