Philophobia [Completed]

Chapter 22

I put down the invitation and looked outside the window. "Wow, how cruel." I sighed deeply, trying to control my breath so that the tears won't fall down. After a few minutes, I drove home.

Before I went inside, I put on a smile, my right hand holding the wedding invitation, my left hand placed on my chest.

"Yo yo yo, wassup, my daughter." There went Jeongyeon. What can I say, she brightened up my day, not much, but still better. Then Jihyo, then Mina, and Nayeon. I'm glad I have them, at least.

"Here," I handed them the invitation, "the wedding" Then I sat down on the couch next to the TV. They were planning on opening a party to celebrate and all. If they know my feelings, they would not do that. However, I'm not planning on telling them. The whole evening was filled with laughter, and I was filled with desperation.

I know. My romance is hopeless. It's like when you are trapped in a dark room. You scream and scream until you can't anymore, but no one can hear you. It's desperation. And that dark room is love. The screams are actions. Some are lucky if someone out there can hear them. But in my case, that special person cannot.