The Last Spring [Editing is in the Process]

42. Making a Decision

I paused for a brief moment before continued, "I don't think it's necessary," I said, "can we please stop talking about him, Oppa? I thought our discussion about this had ended yesterday?" I sighed frustratedly and turned to look at him. He was still driving quietly and didn't say anything.

We both went silent. I threw my sight outside the windows, trying to hold the emotion that about to explode. Not again, please. I begged myself while shutting my eyes. I was silently hoping that Kiyong would let go of everything but seemed like he was still holding a grudge over it. It was understandable. But I became so tired of this.

It wasn't his fault for being like that, but I felt like being pushed to the corner and he didn't let me breathe. His behavior somewhat suffocating me and had forced me to the edge. Suddenly I had the thought of staying away from both of them and be alone for quite some time. Ran away from these two.

Kiyong changed the lane and suddenly pulled over. We were only a few blocks away from our office, and he stopped the car next to the pedestrian.

I stayed quiet and so did Kiyong. None of us initiate conversation and this was one of the very rare moments of us fighting, as a couple. When we argued, usually I stayed silent for a moment until Kiyong realized that he had offended me. This time, just like usual, he knew that I was angry.

"I'm sorry," he said lowly, at last. "I just want to make sure you're not going to regret anything, Hyeyoon," he tried to explain. I frowned, why would I regret it?

But I didn't try to respond to his words. I didn't feel like arguing with him right now, and once I stayed silent, he knew that he had gone too much. I had through a lot to finally decided on going against my own will and heart, just to do the right things for both of us. For the relationship. But it seemed not enough for him. Then how far he wanted me to go?

"It's enough," I told him, felt extremely exhausted. He went silent and listened to me, "I hope this is the last time we argued about this matter, Oppa," my voice sounded really tired and he was stunned upon seeing my reaction.

After a long pause and deep in each other thoughts, he finally sounded, "okay, we won't talk about this matter again, unless you're the one who initiates first," he told me.

Kiyong turned the car to the road and drove again through the traffic. Though I couldn't get the hidden meaning behind his last words, he sounded like all the decision was on me. It all depended on me.

* * *

A few days had been passed, everything seemed back to normal as how it did before. I went to work with him, we both drowned with works and projects, tried to look good in front of other people in the office. As if nothing happened.

No one realized what actually happened between us, not even Dahyun who always next to me as my assistant.

Once again, I distract myself and my mind from unnecessary things with work. There was another project assigned for me as the project with M.IT was finished last week. It had been a week since the last time I had an argument with Kiyong and he did as he said; he never brought up the topic anymore.

And I had never heard anything about him for almost two weeks. Did he leave already?

My fingers stopped typing on the keyboard as the unfamiliar sting feeling suddenly hit my chest. It was suffocating, and I had to throw up. Trying not to gain attention from the others, I silently threw my gaze around the room to see everyone was still busy with their works. I slowly left my cubicle and went out to the near restroom.

I was throwing out nothing but liquid acid since I hadn't had proper breakfast this morning. I closed the toilet lid and hit the flush button as I sat on the lid. Arranging my uneven breath, I tried to calm myself down. It was weird though, as every time Kim Rowoon flashed in my head even for a brief moment, I would feel like throwing up and it was so uncomfortable.