Broken Heart

Myung sat staring at the hollow wall in front of him. He's not dreaming right now, he knows it. His chest was tight and full, his throat was sore, his legs were weak, his head ached, and his eyes were hot. What was that scene? Haneul was never like that. Everyone knows she is so calm and restrained. That was... why? Her body moved madly with an expression of pain that was difficult to describe in words.

Myung was scared. He was afraid of a lot of things, especially Haneul. The man sat still while hugging his wife's bag. Haneul said there was cash, his wallet, cell phone, and other personal items inside. Myung slowly opened the bag. Haneul seemed to like wearing it the most.

Suddenly, Myung's eyes were dewy and he couldn't see anything clearly. How does it feel to be so lost like this? Haneul is in the room in front of him now.

"Sir!" Someone called him and made Myung turn his head. He hurriedly wiped his wet eyes. Everyone knows why he behaves like that.