Before you go...

IV

After some time it became a routine for you. Scolding me, slapping me and then sending me to my room to study. I couldn't understand that this wasn't normal for I have been living like this a while now.

I watched you and Namjoon spend time together from my lonely but protected room. You watched movies , played games, you also studied with him. It is fair, I said to myself. He is your perfect son after all. But before you go... tell me father, did you not love me just because I wasn't the perfect daughter?

Mom usually came home late at night. She had long day or long night shifts so we couldn't see her often. But just having her with me and feeling her warmth and love even for a short amount of time was enough for me. She was my comfort at that time and the only thing that kept me sane the years later.