Laying weakly on the floor, I could only endure the pain in silence. More and more, my whole body was already in so much pain, I could no longer make a voice other than tears occasionally dripping in the corner of my eyes.

Even though I wanted to scream for help, I thought it was pointless. Not only to scream for help, but it was also already hard for me to breathe. Even if I could do it, no matter how hard I screamed, no one would be able to hear the screams of pain from someone in this room.

I had neighbors, but we seldom greeted each other. By just knowing their names, I didn't remember if I ever asked theirs, let alone greet each other. We just passed each other briefly and smiled at each other when we were in the mood. Besides, we would be strangers.

The neighbors were swamped with their own business, even all the residents in this building would never even care if you died. So, asking for their help was a bad hope for life.

I kept forcing my eyes open to stay awake. I was afraid that if I closed my eyes, today would be the last time I saw the world.

Staring at the ceiling with foggy eyes, my mind started to wander. Stunning memories that had been recorded seemed to be broken tapes that displayed things that were not clear.

In the midst of the pain I was feeling, I realized that Daehyun wouldn't return for the next few days either, and thought that I would die alone as Donghwa had.

I suddenly remembered what Donghwa said ten years ago when I told him that this romance was a mistake: "I'm not afraid. If God punishes you, then God will punish me too. If God makes you happy, so do I. This is fate. Our fate. God gives us the same feelings. If our love was a mistake, you are not alone. I also bear the same guilt as you. And, do you still want to be with me even though you know that this is a mistake?" Words were even spoken by a young man who had just graduated from university.

I didn't beat around the bush and immediately agreed with the words.

However, now, the curse of the words cost us both bad luck. I was so scared.

Ten years ago, the words sounded wonderful. However, ten years later, they sounded terrible.

Now, Donghwa gave up and left me first. So, right now, there was only me, who had to grapple with suffering by myself. We could no longer share the burdens of life and pain so I had to bear it all until the end.

At this second, I smiled, thinking that Donghwa was so cruel to do this to me. He said he wouldn't make me suffer, but in the end, he gave me more suffering than before.

He thought by committing suicide, he had done it all. He thought he couldn't bear anything anymore. But, didn't he think about the people he left behind? He probably also thought that he would just leave a name, but he didn't think about how those who loved him would feel.

That's cruel!

I once asked him to live with the boy. The young man was still young and strong, still able to take care of himself with his carelessness. But, that didn't mean I let my him be happy with someone else. I just wanted him to live until I died. I just didn't want to tell him directly, "Stay alive as long as I'm alive. And after I die, do whatever you want."

I wished him happiness, but I never wished him to be happier than when he was with me.

It was selfish.

But, who wouldn't be selfish when he found out his husband was having an affair?

I had just been good enough for letting my husband cheat on me for years.

Ridiculous.

I found all of this very ridiculous.

Me, him, our relationship, it's all ridiculous.

I was stupid because I only realized it when I was helpless.

Now, when I wanted to laugh it all off, I couldn't anymore.

I could only hope to get a second chance one day so I could vent my anger on him. And on that occasion, I wouldn't hold back from venting all my emotions on him.

At first, I almost lost consciousness, but because I kept on suggesting myself stay awake, I was able to endure until the end, until the pain gradually subsided.

As soon as the pain subsided, I got up and leaned against the side of the bed. I caught my breath, and glanced at the clock on the bedside table, it was 9 in the morning.

I didn't know how long I struggled to endure the pain, it felt so long like all day. All I knew was, I thought I was going to die today.

This illness was like playing tricks on me. Appeared unpredictably with excruciating pain, then disappeared as if I was grateful that I felt better already?

If I had to die, why I had to wait any longer?

After feeling better, I slowly stood up carefully. When I was about to walk out into the living room, I suddenly felt nauseous. While covering my mouth so as not to vomit something at any time, I turned around, then trying to drag myself to the toilet as soon as possible.

In the toilet, I immediately knelt and vomited the remaining food that had not been digested by my stomach until there was nothing left but bitter gastric acid.

After feeling better, I washed my face in the sink. However, by accident, I saw two medicine boxes. One was the medicine I had ever taken, while the other was the medicine I had never seen before. But, judging from the dosage, this was a prescription drug.

I stared at the medicine for a long time in surprise. All this time, I had always hidden my medicine from Donghwa, but why would it be here? Then, the other medicine, whose medicine is? Did Donghwa take this medicine? Is he sick?

I kept asking in my mind and was in a daze for a while before the sound of something falling in the living room brought me to my senses. I looked behind, wondering who had entered the house secretly.

I carefully stepped out of the bathroom.

As soon as I was about to step out of the bedroom, I stopped, hesitated for a moment, before finally walking out.

However, who I saw now, who was standing in the living room by holding a cracked flower vase, immediately surprised me. I widened my eyes and froze without taking my eyes off.

It was Cho Sunyeon. I didn't think he would be here. In my house? Seriously?!

By the look on his face, he also looked surprised when he saw me. He probably thought that I wasn't here, so he entered without my permission as if he thought this house already belonged to him?

He then put the vase back on the table, then looked at me without saying a word. But, the look in his eyes didn't change at all. It was still the same as when he saw me last night.

I tried to calm down even though I really wanted to kick him out of my house right now.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly walked towards the sofa and sat there, while Sunyeon kept watching me expressionlessly.

After sitting down, I asked in a weak voice, "What are you doing here?"

However, he didn't answer other than his gaze getting sharper, emitting an air of hostility.

So I calmly asked again, "What do you want?"

Finally, Sunyeon's face turned irritated. He might be offended by my question but he still had not said a word.

I leaned back weakly against the sofa, holding my aching right stomach, then said, "What else do you want here? What are you looking for? Donghwa is gone. Do you want his money? If you really want his money, how much do you want? I can ask Hoonsik to transfer the money to you."

But instead of answering what I had asked before, he asked me back in a cold tone, "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at Kim's house by now?"

I smirked. He was quite presumptuous. After all, a guest was unworthy of asking such a host. But, this kid really had no manners. He even asked the questions as if I shouldn't be here.

However, I didn't want to get emotional, and replied calmly, "Why are you asking that? I should be the one asking you that. This is my house, you know. Do I need to show the ownership document? It even says my name, not Donghwa's name. It was him who asked me to write my name on it. So if you want this house too, wait until I die. That is if I'm being kind enough."