Yeon Tae-ah

I trusted that person.

I thought she was the person I could trust the longest out of everything I had.

So when I told her I was pregnant, I naturally thought she would stay by my side.

But she was different.

"I'm sorry."

That was all.

A person who owned one of the top companies in South Korea. A person who stood above countless others. A person who lacked for nothing.

That person left me and the child behind and disappeared the moment I revealed I was pregnant.

I waited for a long time.

I thought she would come back.

I called. I sent texts.

But in the end, no answer ever came.

Eventually, the baby was born, and I was alone.

I heard the baby's first cry alone.

The day she took her first steps, and the nights she cried in pain.

She wasn't there.

Still, I thought it was okay.

Because at least I had my child.

I lived like that for seven years.

And then one day.

I came face to face with the one person I never wanted to see again.

While I was walking down the street, holding the hand of my seven-year-old child.