I look at her as she sits on the bed, her back to me as she stares at the wall. Her feet are dangling as she hums to some melody.
Taehyung
Eomma.
I whisper but she doesn't hear me, or perhaps, ignores me. I close my eyes as I take a deep breath, putting my bag down on the chair.
I take off my jacket and scarf and put them down as well. I stay there for a moment as I take her in her short hair, her white dress, her bare feet, her pale skin.
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