? the second half. | ??

chapter 39.

           

I was looking at him with a gaze full of hate. I hated him wholeheartedly. I couldn't even understand how could I think he was my actual father.

               

Suddenly all of the memories with him and mom started to flash before my eyes. Him, securing me as I was learning how to skate at the age of 6, while mom was shouting chants to hype me up from the side.

                    

First ever horror I watched with him when I was 11 years old as mom wasn't at home, he was hugging me and placing his hands on my eyes everytime something terryfing was happening.

                      

Playing around in the garden in our old house, him eventually taking me to his hands and swinging me around like a little airplane. We laughed loudly, feeling happy and free.

                       

And the most importatnt to me — when he was reading stories to help me fall asleep. We might have read a hundreds of stories, fairy tales and legends. Everytime he has thought I've fallen asleep, I woke up just to hear more stories. He was laughing all the time I did that, but he still stayed with me late at night, reading all kinds of books. And when I finally fall asleep, he smiled to himself at the sight of me, snuggled to my favourite puppy plushie, then he kissed my forehead, and fixed my duvet before walking out of the room.

                

I couldn't believe it was all fake to him. That he actually didn't care when I was crying in the kindergarten that girls where laughing at me when I took my favoutite toy to play with them, when I got good grades at school and we celebrated it with ice creams, when I taught myself new things and when I actually tried to be the best daughter he and mom could've ever imagined.

                  

It was just unreal for me to think, that during all this time, the only thing that he has been thinking of was to kill me when I'll actually become that Eunji and find my second half — Jihun's reincarnation, which turned out to be Jungwon.

             

I couldn't believe he lied like that this entire time.

               

"Bring her there." he muttered harshly to the boy that was holding me, while wiping his face with the sleeve of his cloth. The men pointed inside the cave at a huge, flat stone that was placed in the middle. Candles were placed around it, and some strange signs were painted on it as well. It was like an altar for sacrifice.

                    

And that sacrifice was me.

                

The boy who was holding me, jerked my hair back to pull me towards the cave. They pushed me in and made me lie down. Their eyes gleamed with uncontrollable joy that this moment had finally come to pass. The sun was approaching the horizon, the outline of the moon was already visible in the sky. A large, perfectly round moon that turned a bloody color that night.