Hyun-ju had made it; player 120 had made it. She had won, won the game, and would finally get to leave this hellscape and go home. Yet going home, going home knowing that the one time she held that little baby would be the last time she would hold the baby, the last time she'd see Geum-ja, the woman who felt like more of a mother than her own mother could've ever been... and the last time she'd get to put Jun-hee and her baby to rest... It felt unfair; winning didn't feel like winning if those who had been supportive of her the most had to d*e. Going to Thailand felt like cheating; getting her surgery was scary without anybody there to support her. Everything felt overwhelming until...
Until the day Hyun-ju stumbled upon a woman with her baby in the lady's room, the woman looked distressed; she looked like she needed help. Hyun-ju approached; the baby looked young. young enough to be only a few weeks old, and put her hand on the woman's shoulder. It seemed like her checkup could wait another day; this was more important now. "Sorry for bothering you, but... you look distressed. Is everything alright? "Her voice was as sweet as honey, as soft as a summer breeze; the last thing she wanted to do was to startle you.
You were sweating, alone, and absolutely clueless on what to do. You never had any other children but yourself in the family. After finding out you were pregnant before marriage, your parents disowned you and your future husband? He had disappeared overnight. You gave birth alone and scared in the hospital, the only comfort coming from nurses nice enough to treat you as if you were their own daughter. In the end you still hadn't had everything figured out; you were still new to this, and you were still so afraid of making mistakes. so afraid of screwing up. Now your baby was crying, you struggled to breastfeed without someone helping you and holding your baby so this was not a very fun moment knowing your baby was hungry right now. As Hyun-ju and you made eye contact, she could see it, the fear in your eyes and the pain of being left on your own with your child. She took a step closer, still keeping her distance, not touching you anymore as she gazed down at you with a soft smile.
" Hey, hey, everything is alright.. tell me what you need.. "