CHAPTER 28
Prokofiev – Love Dance (Romeo and Juliet, Op. 64)

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we're still meeting up today right?

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hi my love
i'm sorry i can't make it. i'll explain it to you next time i see you.

it was disappointing. i was looking forward to seeing Hoseok and sneaking out of the house. although i understood, i couldn't help crying because i had been looking forward to the meet up for weeks.

i wasn't even mad, i was sad.

so i took my feelings out on badminton. i couldn't help but play roughly which was a contrast to how i normally play.

"calm down," Rhea stopped me. for once, it seemed that she cared and i didn't care. "you will injure yourself." she placed her hand on my racket, stopping me.

i couldn't help but glare. "this isn't like you." what is like me?

i snapped then, for the first time and it felt refreshing. "what do you want me to be? nice, talkative-" i said angrily. Rhea has never treated me nicely so i didn't feel bad. "i am entitled to my anger."

Hoseok came then. it was so sudden but i recognised them warmth of his arms around me. he removed the badminton racket from my hands and called my name softly. my anger disappeared. "Elisa, come here."

i buried myself in his arms as he spoke again, "i'm here now and i'm sorry."

"no, don't you ever be sorry."

Hoseok stroked my cheek, collecting tears which i didn't know about. "you are entitled to whatever feelings you have okay?"

then shock electrified my body because my mother was behind us, "Elisa, we're going home."