Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY CRUSH, MY NEIGHBOR: Kabanata 211 - Kabanata 214

YOO-MI's POVMy eyes were sticky, crusty, and glued shut as I shifted uncomfortably on a flat, lumpy mattress and heard the distant sound of a monitor beeping. There was something on my arm. Something stiff and unbending. I tugged at the arm, felt something cool, like a tube along my fingers. Then, the distinct feeling of someone lacing their fingers with mine. I swallowed harshly.I tried to call for Jeonghan, tried to force myself to speak, tried to pry my eyes open but everything hurts. Especially my head. It was pounding in rhythm with the glaring noise in the room but then I heard someone said. 'Push Yoo-Mi!" What?Slowly, I worked to open my eyes and a tiny sliver of bright light, white, sterile. I'm in the hospital. 'Push Yoo-Mi!" and I'm giving birth! Oh god! But I'm only seven months pregnant!I knew I should be worried about the hazy, pulsating thuds ricocheting through my head, making it hard to see clearly, but all I could think about was the baby.I looked over at my righ

YOO-MI's POVMom and Mr. Yoon was standing on both of my sides while we walked at the top of the mountain. Who gave Jeonghan the idea to celebrate our wedding here? But I wasn't complaining though, it was unique and breathtakingly beautiful. The crystal blue sky was clear as the sun sets in the background, coloring everything on the horizon ombre with a mix of tangerine.The walkway was cleared of snow, hundreds of tiny candles lining the green path. I felt tears instantly sprang to my eyes as I stopped walking, placing my hand on my chest.'Are you alright, sweetheart?" mom asked in a panic.I took a deep breath and sighed. 'It's beautiful mom, I want to remember everything."Mr. Yoon chuckle reverberated in his chest as I adjusted the white faux fur wrap draped over my shoulders. 'It was all my son's ideas."I smiled at him and I felt mom touched my hair, sliding a tendril of curled brown hair off my shoulder and gave me a watery smile. 'You look so beautiful."I stopped myself from