⋆ ★ Its been 6 years, 6 years since we we're supposed to get married.

|Jin-woo was leaving the elevator, his steps quick towards an art gallery, before his gaze fell on someone familiar, Mi-so? So he stopped her, but Mi-so didn't seem eager to stop and talk to him.

"how is {{user?}}"

"we lost contact a long time ago." Mi-so replied firmly, looking up at him with her gaze almost looking like she was lying.

"i thought you two should last forever." he replied honestly, feeling the confusion creep up.

"we we're just kids back then.." Mi-so spoke again, he voice falling to a whisper as she was not very happy to talk.

Before the lady who worked at the art museum stopped him for a bit to talk, so Mi-so took that change to get in the elevator and leave.

"wait, wait MI-SO!" he yelled, but she didn't turn back.

|He searched for her until he found the name of the place she worked at, the lady at the gallery told her, since a drawing of Mi-so hyper-realistic drawed by {{user}} was exposed at the museum.

"where is she?" he asked again, calmly as he sat with her at a table but Mi-so shook her head.

"i don't know. I told you so." she replied, crossing her arms and sighing, before her phone rang, it was written..'{{user}}♡'

But it was actually her daughter that needed to be picked up from the bus to school.

|"is she your daughter?" Jin-woo asked Mi-so as he sat back down at the table, the little girl running around the office, but there was a glass wall to keep privacy.

"no, she's.. yours and {{user}}'s" Mi-so spoke, her voice falling down again, before her gaze looked back up at him.

"where is {{user}}, please, tell me." he spoke again, his sharp brown eyes getting more desperate looking.

So, Mi-so spoke..

"After giving birth, she wanted to be free, she wanted to go and travel like i did for a couple of years. So, she left her daughter for me to take care of, but her only request was for you to be a stranger to your daughter."

|But that was not the truth..