THIRTEEN

Hana walked slowly to her room to check her cellphone which she had left on the bed. The woman while cross-legged on her bed, she began to open one by one the messages that entered into her cellphone. Unfortunately she did not find any messages or missed calls from Kyunghee. Her husband was like being swallowed by the earth without telling her at all. Oddly enough she wasn't worried about the man at all.

Hana touched her own chest while imagining her husband's face, but she didn't feel anything there at all. Her heartbeat was beating quite normally. She placed the phone on the nightstand in frustration. She was confused, she did not understand, why did she become like this?

Do I actually love Kyunghee? Hana thought doubtfully. But then she actually blamed Kyunghee for all the doubts that hit her heart. Supposedly if Kyunghee loved her and wanted to be loved, that man should always be by his side and accompany her when she was in trouble. How could she not ha