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Happy Birthday,

Kang Yeosang!!

We love you 😘

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samantha-mich-blog · 5 years

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Letters From Yeosang | pαrt 2

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I'm back to pick up where I left off. ʊẘʊ

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they hugged for what seemed like forever

"Come inside. I've made food if you're hungry?"

"I'd love that.." she smiled sweetly and placed her things beside the door.

They both ate and talked for hours about their memories together as children. There was something about being together again that seemed to soothe them. Perhaps, the sresses of being in their early twenties was causing them to long for the simplicity of childhood again.

"Do you remember when I gave you the first letter?" Yeosang looks at her with a risen brow, wondering if he can stump her.

"Absolutely. We were 8 years old and we were playing beside my mother's garden when you handed it to me."

"You're correct. I've got a harder one! What did it say?"

She closed her eyes to be precise about her memory.

"It said that you think I am pretty. And that out of all the kids in our neighborhood, I was your favorite friend to play with."

"Correct again. Wow.. I still can't believe I had the guts to tell a girl she was pretty at 8 years old." He buried his face in his hands with a smile.

Jihye giggled at his shyness.

"And I wrote you one back saying your birthmark made you look like a brave warrior and I loved it. And you're my favorite friend, too."

She took a deep breath and shrugged her shoulders as she remembers such sweetness.

"That's how it all began. When my letters from Yeosang became a part of my life, even twelve years later."

They both were silent for a while. They looked at eachother in the eyes while their hearts felt troubled inside. Yeosang reaches for Jihye's hand.

"Jihye.. I-"

At that moment, Jongho comes through the living room with a bagel in his mouth and headphones in, blaring music while looking down at his phone. He looked up and jerked them off quickly.

"Oh man, sorry. I hope I'm not interrupting! I'll be fast. Just grabbing some soda."

"So this is Jongho, huh?" she smiled and said hello.

"Yes ma'am! And you must be Jihye!"

Yeosang takes his hand off of hers once he realizes Jongho smiling and looking at them. He knew what he was thinking.

"She really is beautiful, Yeosang."

Yeosang turned pink in the face since he was just exposed on talking about her. It made Jihye blush as well.

"Alright man, get your soda. Please?"

"You got it. I'll be on my way."

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Jihye looked at Yeosang with eyes starting to water with tears. She goes to wipe her eyes when Yeosang leans in closer to wipe them for her. He held her cheek in his hand, gently rubbing it with his thumb. She took a deep breath.

"Yeosang, I must tell you now that I'm here.. My parents have found my husband and I'm arranged to marry at the end of July.."

Yeosang paused and slowly took his hand off of her face. He knew this day would come.. But finally hearing it broke his heart. Hearing it made him remember all the rivalry between his and her parents. He knew that nothing could change how her parents felt about his family, though he had played the possibilities over and over in his mind for so long.

"He is a respectful man with wealth. My mother and father work with his parents and the whole company is relocating here, which is why they have decided to move."

"So.. Are you moving here, too?"

She paused.

"Yes.. And the wedding will be celebrated here.."

Yeosang was overwhelmed. He closed his eyes as frustration began to build inside him. He turned away, unable to look at her. Most of his life, he has spent hours, days, years writing to the girl he has loved since he was a child. It just wasn't fair that she was now going to be given away to another man. His flower, his jewel. His sweet, sweet Jihye.

He stands up and stomps his foot on the floor. He paces with his hands on his head, trying to find the words to say. Nothing seemed right, but he spoke out anyways.

"How am I suppose to live here knowing I could run into you and your husband anywhere I go?"

"Yeosang, I'm so sorry.. I just couldn't write you about this."

"Does he know about me?"

"No.. I have all of your letters locked away in a box. He thinks it's jewelry I inherited from my grandmother and I have lost the key to it. He will never know."

Jihye stands up with her hands clasped together. She goes to place her hand on his shoulder, but hesitates. Instead, he turns around and looks at her with a slight smile, trying to be strong for her so she can live her life in peace. He isn't ready to say goodbye but he knows he must.

"Jihye, you are an engaged woman. I have to stop writing you now.. I don't know how I'm going to get over this. But I will. You go be happy and I wish you blessings. I will see you around now so maybe it will get easier after the marriage."

"Yeosang, you don't have to do that."

"What else do you want me to do?" She could tell by the tone of his voice, no longer calm and soft, that he was struggling to say these words to her. She decided the best thing to do.. was leave and let it be.

He turned away yet again to blow out the candles. As she watched him, she noticed he had paper sticking out of his back pocket. It had her name on it. She couldn't hold back her curiosity so, without him noticing, she grabs it.

"Okay.. I'm going to go now. Umm.. I'll see you around?"

"You be safe going home."

He went to hug her and instead, bows to say farewell.

"Goodbye, Yeosang."

"Goodbye.. Jihye."

Once out of the house, she rushes to read the letter. She was a block away and she stops under a light post so she could see. The letter made her break down on the bench, for it read:

My flower, Jihye.

If I could have you, I would hold you and never let go. If I could have you, I would love you until the end.

you are my best friend, and I will never let go of hope that one day, you will be my wife.

I love you

She clinches the letter, holds it close to her heart, and whispers to herself-

I'll never lose hope either, my brave warrior..

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