Masterpiece

Chapter 47

Chaeyoung was having fun, she played games with her brother and had small chats with her mother. She never gets bored in this garden and she really wants to stay.

But there are times that whenever Chaeyoung is talking to them, she'll suddenly pause and hear a soft and gentle voice calling her. She'll always turn her head on the left, as if she knew that the voice came from that direction, only to see nothing but flowers. Her mother would always call her attention back to them and tells her that she'll get used to it.

Chaeyoung never did.

Everytime that voice calls her, it sounds feminine and.. sad. As if it was calling her with such longing in her voice, and Chaeyoung doesn't know whose voice it was but she feels like she does.

Time doesn't exist in wherever Chaeyoung is, the sun never sets and the moon never shows itself. It bothered Chaeyoung but after being in there for so long, she got used to it, just like how her mother told her.

Jeong-Hoon would always keep her company whenever her mother is busy watering the flowers, sometimes they help their mother plant new ones. Chaeyoung would wonder about the seat that remains unused, no one was sitting there and no one ever did. She noticed how her mother and Jeong-Hoon would always pick their chairs and when Chaeyoung grabbed that certain chair, Jeong-Hoon immediately stopped her and said that her chair was already in place.

Chaeyoung did ask about it at some point and her mother just gave her a smile and spoke, "soon, you'll know."

Her answer bothered Chaeyoung's mind but she didn't let it show, she respected her mother's answer and if she said soon, then it maybe later or maybe it'll take days, but Chaeyoung doesn't know how to count time in there.

There are times when Jeong-Hoon would suddenly pull up different things and set it on the white table, they'll play cards, sometimes scrabble or sometimes they'll draw with the sketchpad and pencils that Jeong-Hoon provided. Chaeyoung never knew where he got it, but she always forgets to ask, her mother always distracted her.

Right now, she was sitting down on her seat, her chin resting on her palm as she uses her elbows to balance herself. Chaeyoung watched her brother and her mother talk to each other while they were watering plants.

While relaxing, Chaeyoung hears a sudden voice calling her name.

"Chaeyoung!" She looks around, searching for where it came from. "Please don't give up. Please wake up baby, I'm right here.."

Don't give up? Wake up from what? And who was right there? Chaeyoung had so many questions but the others didn't seem to hear it. She stood up which gained their attention and walked towards the white door, where she came from.

"Where are you going, sis?" Jeong-Hoon asks.

Chaeyoung doesn't answer and instead grabs the handle of the door, she pulls it open and Jeong-Hoon pulled her away from the door, her mother laid her palm on the door and blocked Chaeyoung.

"Let me in there! Let go of me!" Chaeyoung wiggled out of Jeong-Hoon's grasp and ran towards the door, her mother pushed her away but she didn't give up. Like what the voice said.

"Chaeyoung, please.." She hears it again, it was from the other side and the door was the only thing keeping her and the voice apart.

"Step aside, mother." Chaeyoung grabbed the handle again and started pulling, Jeong-Hoon suddenly grabbed her mother and pulled away from the door.

Chaeyoung succesfully opened the door and what stood in front of her made her eyes widen, a shiver running through her spine. It was an image, it looked like a hologram, showing her sleeping body laying down on a white bed while a familiar girl was sitting beside the bed.