CHAPTER 68

YOO-MI's POV

Honey fell asleep in my arms after an exhausting cry. I put her on the bed gently and kissed her forehead before I exited her room.

After taking a quick shower, I came back to her room and she was already awake, sitting on the floor, painting with watercolor.

When I looked at her work, my heart clenched. She was painting her dad. I knew it was Jeonghan because he was playing basketball.

"Mommy!" Honey beamed when she saw me walking in.

I bent down next to her, watching as she resumed her work again. "Do you want to see dad tomorrow?"

Honey stopped and turned to me, clueless.

"Can I really see him? You said he doesn't remember anything. Even me mommy?"

I nodded, can't hold the tears that were threatening. "I'm sorry baby," I whispered. "Your dad hasn't recovered from his sickness." my voice was hoarse because I was holding my pain because this was too much to ask for. "Will you promise me not to overwhelm him and let him remember