boyfriend had proposed, and they were getting married. I was incredible happy hear the news and called her immediately. We talked for over an hour, where she shared details

at some point anyway, to properly assess the situation with my position at the Seoul office. Despite being able to work remotely, I still needed to attend meetings

, which had been well taken care of in my absence by a colleague I asked the favor to look after it and keep it clean

nce. We talked a lot; she told me the details of the proposal, the wedd

her wedding was going to be more westerni

d her to her parents' ho

y heart and hope settled in there, but I didn't want to dream or think about anything. It wasn't the time, and it wasn't my moment either; it was my friend's moment, and I was there to support her. Bo Hin was asking if I had returned to Korea to stay, if I had come only for the wedding, where I was staying, when I had arrived, etc. I tried to respond as evasively as I could, and I wanted to ask him not to say anything

ave preferred to travel to Korea after that date, but the wedding was on January 3rd, and I would have been too close for comfort if

was traveling to finalize my stay in Korea and would soon return to my country, not without first taking a vacation in t

verything to look beautiful for the wedding. I took the opportunity to go out with my colleagues to say goodbye, and the days flew by. Finally, the day of New Year's Eve arrived, I dressed up meticulously and was about to leave wh

u doing here? My surpris

s, and then travel to the Maldives together before returning to Chile. It was a close

n't be able to make it since Seba had arrived and I couldn't leave him alone. Sh

changed, and we headed

eter than usual, talked to Seba, as he was one of the few who spoke good English, but I saw him talking on the phone a lot

hich had a wonderful view of Seoul, where we w

ng the annoying Hyun who always followed my Adonis. He wasn't there and many said he wouldn't come because he was in Busan, his hometown, spending the holidays with his parents. Jin reass

cold on the outside and inside, as I couldn't calm down, so I had two consecutive soju. Seba was very engaged in a conversation with a man I didn't know, and they were drinking soju. I went to the kitchen to help Jin with the cheese and charcuterie boards

at. Surely, fatigue, lack of sleep, jet lag, and alcohol left him good for nothing. I went to the bathroom, touched up my makeup a bit, a

the contemplation of the city lights, thinking and feeling a lot of nostalgia for everything

n't love him, and to start a family with him, there needed to be love, passion,

im, I didn't have time to react; he turned me around and we faced each other. We looked at each other for a few seconds without saying anything, then he hugged me tightly. My face reached his chest, and I could smell his scent, his masculinity. He let go for a second, looked at me and in his gaze, I believed or wanted to see love. It was

even tighter and simply said: Never leave my side again. Thes

oment, I seemed like a statue to that only shed tears. I hugged him tightly, and breathing, thoughts and li

feelings and emotions I had held back and reject

d of course the annoying Hyun and a few others. He took my hand and led me to an adjoining room, which was a recording studio and library at the same time. It h

impregnate myself with him. Somehow, we managed to get our clothes off and made love on the sofa in rhythm with the fireworks. When I was about to climax, I paused for a second, looked at him and said: Saranghae, I love you, Te amo. I ki

was taking the pill, and that there shouldn't be an issue w

bout my Chilean boyfriend. I told him that I hadn't bee

ad had sex while we were apart, and he said yes, or at least he had tried, but it hadn't worked out becaus

thing to hide and that he wanted to shout his love for me to the world. He had suffered greatly after my departure, and he had realized he knew very little about my life outside Korea. He had no one to ask about me. Jin didn't provide any information, and he had even thought ab

Sebastian woke up, but he wouldn't stand it if Sebastian touch

to sleep there. He only agreed if he could take us there and I left Sebastian

apartment and sleep there. I left him a note saying I would be there

me, although I never called him by his name,

ildhood until I came to Korea, my family, school, studies, teenage and adu

te. We made love again at dawn and promised each other a lifetime from that point on. I didn'

apartment with the promise to send Seb

and was sick almost all day. When he managed to form sentences, he came to the kitchen where I was. He knelt and asked for forgiveness, I just managed to burst out l

with me. He said he had abused soju, but never again, and

great position to keep me in Korea instead of transferring me to Chile; they considered me crucial in Korea and didn't want to lose me. That was true to some extent, but I had told the

tell him, he would keep trying and he deserved to b

other person and I didn't yet have a relationship because we had hurdles to overcome, and

my feelings were saying something else. I didn't want to be selfish and tie him to a relationship just for my emotional well-being when I was running away from love. He was my safe harbor, but I had realized that I didn't need security. I had

hip with her because he was fixated with me. When he saw me, he felt affection and almost a dependency, but he didn't feel desire or resonate with me. He believed that probably we were meant to be dear fri

e to everything with my Adonis bec

ared for him too. We promised not to drift apart and to remain good friends; life had brought us together for a reas