Chapter 30
My legs felt heavier and my chest felt tight. These were foreign feelings and emotions to me but I knew I had to do this. Czar was right, I needed to make Chang-woo regret the day he ever broke my heart. I wanted to cuss and scream, beat and kill someone, but I stopped myself. He'd really picked Mee over me. It hurt, to be honest. It really did, because I'd never pick anyone over him. He'd always come first to me and it hurt to get rejected by him when I'd done so much for him. I thought he felt the same but apparently he didn't and I don't care how many voicemails he left, telling me he loved me and how sorry he was. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?" my mother asked me delicately and softly as she entered the kitchen and looked at me with worried eyes. I sighed, but smiled, "better,"
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