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11 | THIS ONE'S FOR YOU

I didn't even want to look at my face the next morning because the way it was feeling now, I definitely don't want to see. The first thing I did the next morning was feel my face and as expected, swollen. It felt like I had a liter of acid and Botox injected into my face the way it hardly moved yet felt like second degree burns when I did.

Seonghwa, being the statue he was, showed no reaction to seeing my face the next morning. He helped to apply my ointments as directed with his very own hands. But no matter how gentle he was, it still hurt like a bitch.

It took a lot of effort not to gnaw his fingers off.

"Do you think my fans will still love me if they saw me like this?"

"No."

Ouch.

"I don't love you yet I don't even want to look at you when you're like this," Seonghwa teases. He finishes up with the open wound on my lip and collects all the garbage.

"Why aren't all fiancés like you," I say with sarcasm.

Him loving me was out of the question, I had no expectation for him to do so anyways. Of course, I dreamed of loving the man I marry. I had always hoped that he'd love me too. But this entire marriage wasn't ideal from the jump.

I suppose I'll have to continue dreaming of the love I'll never receive.

"The twins tried to come visit you but I didn't want them to ruin their morning so they'll visit you after school," he tells me ever so casually. It's like he isn't even aware that he's completely talking shit.

I wanted to laugh and punch him in the face at the same time.

"This is such a traumatic experience for me yet you're making jokes," I fall backwards onto the bed and toss the sheets over me. I wanted to hide away like the ugly bitch I was.

I've never experienced being ugly before and now that I have, I understood why bitches were so miserable.

I was now officially emotionally distressed. It was times like these I truly missed Jaehyun.

I could do with a good fucking.

Maybe with a paper bag over my head.

I decided that I'd return to school after I've fully recovered. It took a good week and a half for me to look presentable even with makeup on. My lip was healed for the most part but my mental state was not the best. After covering up all the mirrors, Seonghwa was forced to get ready in the guest bathroom— I felt somewhat touched by his tolerance for my senseless behavior. He should get used to it anyways if he wanted to be with me.

All throughout the week I had PTSD from the times I woke up with a zit and skipped school because of it. Jongho would come banging on my door and tried dragging me out but we both ended up missing school altogether.

On the last day before returning to school, Seonghwa insisted that I go somewheres with him. He didn't tell me where but I didn't mind as long as I won't end up lying in a ditch somewheres. I've been cooped up in that bedroom for so long that had already begun to remember every little detail. From the stitching in the bedsheets to every fold on the curtain, I even started memorizing lines from the Bible Seonghwa kept in one of the nightstands. I was surprised he kept it right next to the condoms and was even more surprised that he even had condoms to begin with.

"Where are we going?" I expected him to take me in a car somewheres but we literally started walking down the long ass driveway. Seonghwa doesn't even look back and continues walking while I struggle to even keep up the pace.