YOO-MI’s POV
“Let’s go baby?”
“Yes mommy!” Honey excitedly clapped her hands as I pulled up in the parking lot of the grocery store.
I stared into the small mirror and wiped my fingers under my eyes, removing the black smudges of ruined mascara from the few tears that escaped. I was always emotional about being away from Jeonghan. I just spent a whole week with him.
I had gotten used to it, though.
Being with him again.
He’s back in his dad’s company, and his house was nearer in the building than my house. Sometimes, he comes home to me, sometimes he’s not. Sometimes we’ll go to his house with a one-hour drive and stayed in his bed the following morning.
When he’s driving me home, I was trying not to cry the whole ride home seated beside him, his hand securely tucked in mine, my head resting on his shoulder.