FRAGILE TRUTH | Kwon Jiyong

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''Stupid woman''

He says before he leaves the room. I was sitted on the floor after he slapped me across the face. I was too tired to even figth back at this state.

I stand up, at least I tried to, and manage to the wardrobe and take all my clothes and shove them in my bag. I walked all over the room to collect my stuff before I went out of the house.

I turn to look back after I've reached my car. This house used to be my home and the person who lives here used to be the reason I believe in love again.

I stares at the house blankly before I threw my stuff in the car and drove off.

I was listening to kpop song from a specific group that made a lot of memories with me in the past. My mind is full of a certain someone from the day I left Seoul.

I sigh as I continue to drive my car away from the house.

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I walk into my apartment and put my bag aside as I throw myself on the bed.

My mind is cloudy right now. Its been a total of two years since I left Seoul. I'm not pretty sure if I've been missing the city or the person that lives there.

The person that I left because I'm so stupid and only thinks about myself.

"I wonder what he's doing right now.."

I asked myself.

I called my mom and ask for her advice after staring at the ceiling for quite long. Well, mom knows best.

"Honey, remember what I've told you before about making decisions? As long as it's not going to ruin your life, just go for it. Plus, you wanted this too right? Just follow your heart and trust God's plan"

Her words achoed in my head for the whole day.

I guess I have no choice but to go back to Seoul. I can't focus on anything if I don't go back, so I better start packing my stuff.

Even though I've been living in Australia for two years now, but my house is still quite empty. Since I moved here, I never really cared to do any renovations or decorations to the house.

I have an old apartment at Seoul that I bought with my own money. That house holds everything it can and it includes my memories too.

I remember living the apartment just how it is after I rushed my friend to buy me a flight ticket to Australia and left the house instantly.

I sigh as I sit down on my couch. I look around the house blankly as I dont feel comfortable living here anymore.

After I'm done with my stuff, I went out and drove to my parents house.

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My mom prepare the food for dinner on the table, of course I'm helping. I'm not in the mood to listen to her babbling about having a daughter and she cant even help with setting up the table for her own parents for dinner.

"I'm proud of you for makinh your own choise"

She said as she looks at me. I walk to her side and sigh. I sigh a lot since yesterday.