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She was a beauty, a delicate doll that was precious.
But she was addicting.
I suffocated, but relished, within her mesmerizing gaze.
She became a drug that I couldn't stop taking, no matter how deadly it was to me.
To us.
My b...
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Yebin spent the remainder of her days in America with her mother.
While she didn't stay over at her mother's new house, she did make sure to leave early in the morning to spend her time there.
Her mother had asked for days off so to be with Yebin, so they had full days together.
Yebin finally met her grandmother too, who was quick to smother her with hugs and kisses the moment they met. The next day, after the first meeting, her grandmother apparently spent all morning to cook a traditional Korean lunch for her. Yebin had to admit, it felt absolutely wonderful to already feel welcomed by the two women.
When spending her time with her mother and grandmother, Yebin finally felt she had a family.
She was so happy. Extremely overjoyed.
They also spent full days out, going all around New York. To Time Square, to the Statue of Liberty. They've eaten to their hearts' desires, bought a lot of souvenirs, and taken plenty of pictures for the memories.
Yebin made sure to spend some extra time with Delilah and the rest of the Narcotics before her return to Korea. After performing altogether at the concert, Yebin felt she had an unbreakable bond with them now. She was an honorary member to the band, no matter what country she may be in.
They have laughed, chatted, ate, and drank in celebration to their friendship. The band even went out of their way to buy her gifts before she left for Korea. From Diane, a cute blouse. From Zach, a beanie that would be perfect for the cold months in Korea. From Malia, a candle with a fruity scent Yebin enjoyed. From Mikey, a personalized guitar pick, that had her initials and "the Narcotics" etched into it.
And from sweet, dear Delilah, a small photobook of the random pictures they managed to take on her stay in America.
Yebin wasn't sure if it was the alcohol talking at that point, but she had burst out in tears, saddened to be leaving her friends behind. Although, they promised to keep her updated on their band adventures. They have gained a substantial amount of fans ever since the event. So, their days recently have been much busier than usual, nights now occupied with booked gigs. Yebin could tell they're on a wonderful path, they could only rise more from here, and she was so excited for the band's future.
Finally, the day for her to return back had inched up to her.
Her mother was the one to bring her to the airport, so they can have their remaining time together.
Yebin sat at the passenger seat of her mother's car, the upcoming flight hitting her hard.
She really hadn't been in New York that long, but everything about it suddenly felt so natural and familiar to her. She remembered how she grew to know the streets that were by Delilah's dormitory building, and how she managed to walk around without getting lost. Even the college campus, Yebin visited it a good amount of times where the long and winding pathways were like nothing to her. She knew where to turn for Delilah's classes or to the school's music studio.
