Around 10.30 p.m., Chunghee had not been back since he left after our argument this afternoon.
Only this time he was acting strangely like that. However, when he looked at me with such complicated eyes, he seemed to pour out all the complaints in his heart. It made me feel guilty more than anything as if my heart had been torn by the pain.
Now, I started to think, is he unhappy with me?
Now, I was still waiting for him in the living room — never even leaving my seat — leaning back sluggishly. I even canceled all of my appointments today, only to wait for him to come back.
I had been trying to call him several times. However, he didn't activate his cell phone, as if he was doing it on purpose because he didn't want to receive any calls from me. It also made me so worried about him and it kept increasing every time.
"Chunghee, where are you now?" In a low voice, I asked myself, as if whispering to myself.
