TO CURE YOU || MYG

C H A P T E R 03

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HYUNJOO

"-And lastly, keep in your mind that whatever happens, I'm with You. Always." Yeri said, deciding to end our two hour long call.

I smiled, "I know. Now I have to go. I will call you later."

"You better do that and all the best." with that, she hunged up call.

Sighing I checked my watch which displayed time 9:30. Grabbing my bag and car keys I stepped out of house.

I got in car and ingnited engine. My eyes were fixed on road while driving but my mind-

I never yearned for better future. I never expected something best for me And today is not excluded from that either. I don't know why but today I expect to not happen something bad at least.

I grabbed steering tightly as I noticed my breaths were getting uneven. I tried to stable them but failed. These fucking thoughts. I learnt throughout my life to stay strong, to stay positive, to not cry, to not look weak from outside even I feel nothing like these from inside. Then why I can't do that today? Why I can't think of any positive thing today?

I shook my head, focusing on drive.

After some time,Voice from navigations informed that I have reached my destination. Parking my car I stepped outside of it, calming my self down.

My eyes peered on surrounding. This is the one of the most lavish cafés in seoul. All the Fancy cars in parking, luxuriously dressed people.

I entered the café with remained small amount of nervousness. My feets were on marbel flooring and my ears were hearing soft instrumental music playing in background. I understood why it is so famous and reputed. If elegance and coziness have face then it must be this café.

I opened my phone to confirm table number which was reserved by Kang Juwon. It was 17. I reached that table only to find it was empty. I checked my watch and sighed. I'm ten minutes early. The moment I sat on one of the chairs, A man in black suit came towards me who I assumed to be manager of this café, "Welcome, Miss Yang Hyunjoo." He said with polite smile on his face. Spotting confusion on my face he spoke again, "Mr. kang has told me that you guys have meeting here today. What do you want to order mam?"

I nodded with small smile "Just a glass of water."

After he left, I just sat there not knowing what to do. I'm here for my work, I'm supposed to feel confident. My face supposed have genuine smile but No, Today is different. Totally different from my six months of working as a Psychiatrist.

Gulping down almost half of the water from glass, I checked time. It was 10:15.
Why they hasn't come here yet?

I dialed Mr. Kang's number. It was switched off. What I'm supposed to do now?

Sweat drops in result of my increased tension started to appear on my forehead. Is this my signal to leave and understand that also today is not for me?

My urge to leave this place was taken over by that one percent hope of, what if? A minor but effective part of me was forcing me to stay here and to see what happens. So, I obeyed to that part and decided to stay.

I lost the counts of the manager asking me to order something. If I was here just for casual reason then atleast four empty coups of coffee would have been seen here on table but now I just can't think of anything else.

With continuous checking of time I started to tap my feets on floor in anticipation.

Now it was was past 11. I chuckled at my situation. I chuckled on how desperate I'm for this patient. This is what I've been doing for my entire life. Waiting for nothing. Waiting for my invisible expectations. I wiped my sweat on forehead with tissue. My mind battling with I should leave or not.