바로 그 날 .. [ On That Day .. ]

미안해 .. [ I dare not to / I'm sorry ]

But the door opened and closed softly a few minutes later. Baekhyun stroked my hair, just like what he always did when we were still dating. He reeked of sweat. I lowered my head and the tears rolled down.

“The doctor killed my baby. I allowed him to.” My breaths were wheezing. I feel bad. Really bad. I don't know if lying was the right thing because I'm not only lying to Baekhyun, I am also lying to myself. And that hurts more.

“It’s okay. You’re not murderer. You just saved a life. It's better than seeing it suffer.”

I did not get what he meant by " suffer ". I've always wanted another child. A girl to be specific. Just like _______, I'd like to watch her grow. Watch her grow to be a very beautiful princess and I'd always love to teach her how to cook and bake so that one day, we'll be able to bake a cake for Baekhyun and ______. A cake filled with our sincere love.

“Baek,” I started. I wanted to tell him the truth. I had wanted to. But as soon as I opened my mouth, his arms was wrapped around my waist and devoured me.

I will think of a way. I certainly will.

“Now, Jagi, brush your teeth and go to bed. I’ll talk to ________.”

I nearly dropped onto the bed when Baekhyun stood up. He then disappeared from the room, just like how my hope of telling him the truth disappeared.

According to The Concise Oxford Dictionary published in 1990, a “white lie” is “a harmless or trivial untruth”.

Would you lie if you were me?

The first sentence that Baekhyun said when he reached home that night was, “How was it?” I blinked a few times, glanced around the living room and headed for our bedroom. I would usually leave the door open, but that day, I closed the door. The room seemed to have become smaller. The bed and the table at the side grew in size and the walking space seemed narrower. I hoped that there would be no space for Baekhyun to walk.

But the door opened and closed softly a few minutes later. Baekhyun stroked my hair, just like what he always did when we were still dating. He reeked of sweat. I lowered my head and the tears rolled down.

“The doctor killed my baby. I allowed him to.” My breaths were wheezing. I feel bad. Really bad. I don't know if lying was the right thing because I'm not only lying to Baekhyun, I am also lying to myself. And that hurts more.

“It’s okay. You’re not murderer. You just saved a life. It's better than seeing it suffer.”

I did not get what he meant by " suffer ". I've always wanted another child. A girl to be specific. Just like _______, I'd like to watch her grow. Watch her grow to be a very beautiful princess and I'd always love to teach her how to cook and bake so that one day, we'll be able to bake a cake for Baekhyun and ______. A cake filled with our sincere love.

“Baek,” I started. I wanted to tell him the truth. I had wanted to. But as soon as I opened my mouth, his arms was wrapped around my waist and devoured me.

I will think of a way. I certainly will.

“Now, Jagi, brush your teeth and go to bed. I’ll talk to ________.”

I nearly dropped onto the bed when Baekhyun stood up. He then disappeared from the room, just like how my hope of telling him the truth disappeared.

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According to The Concise Oxford Dictionary published in 1990, a “white lie” is “a harmless or trivial untruth”.

Would you lie if you were me?

The first sentence that Baekhyun said when he reached home that night was, “How was it?” I blinked a few times, glanced around the living room and headed for our bedroom. I would usually leave the door open, but that day, I closed the door. The room seemed to have become smaller. The bed and the table at the side grew in size and the walking space seemed narrower. I hoped that there would be no space for Baekhyun to walk.

But the door opened and closed softly a few minutes later. Baekhyun stroked my hair, just like what he always did when we were still dating. He reeked of sweat. I lowered my head and the tears rolled down.

“The doctor killed my baby. I allowed him to.” My breaths were wheezing. I feel bad. Really bad. I don't know if lying was the right thing because I'm not only lying to Baekhyun, I am also lying to myself. And that hurts more.

“It’s okay. You’re not murderer. You just saved a life. It's better than seeing it suffer.”

I did not get what he meant by " suffer ". I've always wanted another child. A girl to be specific. Just like _______, I'd like to watch her grow. Watch her grow to be a very beautiful princess and I'd always love to teach her how to cook and bake so that one day, we'll be able to bake a cake for Baekhyun and ______. A cake filled with our sincere love.

“Baek,” I started. I wanted to tell him the truth. I had wanted to. But as soon as I opened my mouth, his arms was wrapped around my waist and devoured me.

I will think of a way. I certainly will.

“Now, Jagi, brush your teeth and go to bed. I’ll talk to ________.”

I nearly dropped onto the bed when Baekhyun stood up. He then disappeared from the room, just like how my hope of telling him the truth disappeared.