Prologue
Why?
Why this had to happen?
It hurts, seeing him on the bed, struggling, fighting a war with death. I never wanted to see him in this state. His dimpled smiles, soft talks, cuddles and I miss them. I miss each and every moment that I spent with him.
I miss him.
He will fight for us, right?
I know he will.
Thinking about him, made me think about the promise we made 10 years before.
We were sitting under a tree as I served him my home- made cookies. He took one between his fingers and ate it quickly. He moaned in delight as he complimented me and I was happy that he liked it.
"Hey Mirae." He said looking deeply into my eyes.
I hummed as I ate the cookie that I made myself.
"Promise me that you will never leave me alone. Promise me that we will support each other no matter what."
I was surprised, and even my cookie fell down, on the grass.
"Why, suddenly ?"
" Promise me."
"Pinky promise." I smiled as I led my pinky finger interwine his pinky. He smiled showing his cute dimples that always melted my heart. Then, he replied putting his cookie into my mouth.
"Pinky promise. It is."
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