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Yes, the dreams were heartbreaking, but each night, the dreams are turning into nightmares! In his most recent dream, he saw Dynasty walking down an aisle to meet a man who wasn't him at the end of it. Victor woke up in a cold sweat. “When that happened!” Other dreams would be of him being at home, begging her to give him just one more night with her. Victor feared he was going to die if he didn't get what he wanted. He needed to feel her in his arms, even if it was just for a second. His health depended on it. In some of his dreams, she would agree to see him. But when they would come together, Victor knew she was just as unwell as he was. All he wanted was Dynasty, and all they wanted was one another. Victor just wanted to go back to the way they were. The divorce papers his father presented him with remained unsigned. His father wanted this relationship with Yuna to work. But he was already married and didn't know how to explain this to his father. One evening, he was talking to
The weight and burden of not knowing all these months had been lifted. Dynasty could not stop crying once she started. Her tears were happy tears, but she literally cried herself to sleep. The next morning, she brushed her hair and secured it at the crown of her head with several large pins, peering into the mirror over the bathroom sink. She noted that some of the swellings around her eyes had gone down. For the first time, she didn't care! And for the first time, she would work with the biggest bags under her eyes and the biggest smile.Now, all she had to do was wait for Victor to call. Two months went by, sinking Dynasty into a depression. Why wasn't he calling or making an effort to contact her? All kinds of crazy thoughts went through her head. What was he doing? Had he forgotten all about her and their love? Is he back in South Korea, not wanting to have anything to do with her? Why was he staying away?"One evening, picking up her mail, she had a letter in the mailbox. The m
When Dynasty opened her eyes and sat up straight the next morning, her heart slammed against her ribcage. She looked to her right, where Victor's body once lay. It was like experiencing death; a part of her had died that day, and only Victor could resurrect her fully back to life. It's been months since Victor parted from Dynasty. She thought of him saying, "This day would come." She never believed he could leave what they had behind. While her body moved forward, pushing her life ahead, Dynasty's spirit remained with Victor. She spoke with the landlord in Miami, telling him Victor had to return to work. She thanked him for a wonderful experience at Better Together. The man said that the Dynasty could come back at any time.When Dynasty returned to Chicago, she eventually had to leave her house because the memories had taken over. Now, she's living at her mother's house, caring for her because she's been sick. Dynasty revealed everything to her mother about how much she loved this man
Bright ribbons of sunny Miami sunlight slanted across the bedroom floor and onto the bed they shared the next morning. Dynasty knew immediately upon waking that something wasn't right. It was a feeling deep down in her pit. She slowly glanced over to Victor's side of the bed, and just as she feared, it was empty.Reaching for her cell phone, she called the nontraceable number, thinking he had maybe gotten up and gone to the grocery store. The phone just rang, and she got no answer. It felt at first like a dream because she'd had it so many times before. But in times past, when she would open her eyes, his face would be right next to hers.She quickly exited bed, frantically running around the house in her nightie. She even went outside, frantically calling his name with fear and tears. The Dynasty's only response was silence. This time, the dream did come true. The man she had fallen deeply in love with disappeared without a trace. Suddenly, without warning, she plunged headlong into d
"Is dinner almost complete? Boy, it smells so good?" Dynasty said, sitting outside on the bench and playing with their baby, Toby. The tall brown French poodle they brought while living here in Miami. Victor loved the dog because he said it looked like Dynasty, which is great chocolate and beautiful. Victor came outside with a tray of steaks he had seasoned in his hands to put on the grill. The minute the dog sees Victor, it takes off, leaving Dynasty and going up to Daddy! (Victor)Victor snapped at Toby. "Get! And go sit down!" Dynasty turned her attention to the scene, calling Toby. "Hey, come here, boy. Leave daddy alone; he's trying to cook." "You have the dog spoil Dynasty; he doesn't listen." "He's adorable. Leave my Toby alone.""No! He's spoiled rotten!"The least little thing could fry Victor's nerves. Lately, he's always on edge. Dynasty tries not to notice it; she doesn't want to see it. She continues to play with Toby. Victor goes back to fixing dinner; it gives him
Their days in Miami were filled with glorious times on the beach, late dinner, and dancing! At "Better Together," they had their little cookouts at home with just the two of them out on the sunny deck. The first few weeks went by, and Victor became very, very comfortable living in Miami. It was just the getaway he felt he needed. It was the first time in weeks that he felt as if he was truly free! They went shopping together like an average couple. They went sightseeing as a regular tourist; he was so blissfully happy with Dynasty.I felt healthy and comfortable during the third week of being in Miami. They had become so comfortable in Miami that Victor walked around town alone. One particular night, he was heading back home. He had just gotten off the bus and had only a few blocks to walk home. What happened next changed everything! Victor heard the sirens in the distance. They became louder as they approached the street, and he walked alone. He looked back with fright in his eyes,