Page 54 of My Sweet Psycho

I put my phone away and looked out of the window. My life felt enriched and meaningful in a way I’d never experienced. She could call me sweet or a psycho. It wouldn't change anything.

I would still love her to death.

Epilogue

Nari

I lay on a mountain of pillows, exhausted, but my eyes remained on Tae holding our son, Hwan. As the grandparents and my sister bustled into the room, I smiled at their excitement. My Dad glanced at Tae and the baby before he walked towards me with a bouquet of lilies.

I could tell he was emotional because he didn't speak. He leaned down and hugged me, dropping the flowers on the bed. He kissed my forehead before he pulled back, and I saw the tears in his eyes.

“How are you, my darling girl?” he asked, wiping his tears with the back of his hand.

I nodded with a watery smile because I now knew how he felt about me. My Mum came over to hug me. She glanced at my Dad and kissed his cheek.

“Tae said everything went well. You don't need to worry about a thing when you get home. Now I need to get in line to hold my grandson,” she said before she vanished.

My dad put the flowers to the side before he sat down beside me.

“When you were born, you weren’t an ugly baby,” he said, making me gasp.

“Dad, that's a terrible thing to say.”

He shrugged his shoulders before he continued.

“My point is you were perfect and the most beautiful being I’d ever seen. Tiny, delicate and at peace. That's why I named you after a lily flower. I love that you found a husband like Tae. I can see my baby girl every day if I want, and now, my grandson.”

I glanced at Tae, who was taking Hwan from Aera and passing him onto his Mum. She was quiet when she took him, and I could tell it was emotional for her to hold our son. I was glad my Mum was patient because his Mum needed this.

“Yeah, Dad. I never thought I would meet someone like you until Tae. He went above and beyond during my pregnancy,” I said with a smile.

“In these modern times, he is a rare breed,” he said with a nod.

“You don't know the half of it, Appa,” I said as I looked over at Tae again because if my Dad knew half the crazy shit Tae had pulled, he would change his mind pronto. Our son was born in November, the same month as his Dad, and I wondered if Tae had planned that, too. It was the same day he saw me exactly a year ago.

This time, he glanced over at me as Hwan was with his mum. His eyes were dark and intense as ever. My greatest fear was that one day, he wouldn't have that look of love or obsession for me. My Dad broke our gaze as he leaned down to kiss my cheek again.

“You're old news now. I’m going to meet my grandson,” he said with a chuckle as he stood up.

I snuggled into the pillows as exhaustion took over. I knew they were all there for Hwan, and I could rest. Tae watched him like a hawk and anticipated his every need, as Hwan had only been born a few hours ago. I smiled and clutched my pillow as I drifted to sleep.

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I woke up with a start and jerked upright until a hand held my chest down.

“Shh, baby, Hwan is feeding,” Tae said as I looked around at the empty, dark room.

“I missed the entire visit,” I whispered.

“We go home tomorrow,” he said as I wrapped my arms around Hwan.

I got my wish for his head full of dark and spiky hair. The poor boy was going to suffer because I loved playing with it. Tae helped me sit upright and kissed Hwan, who hungrily continued to suck on my nipple, oblivious to what was happening.

“Thanks for letting me sleep. Ireallyneeded that nap,” I said with a smile.

“I told you in Bali that I would be here for you,” he said as he looked at Hwan.

“Yeah, but talk is cheap. You kept your word,” I said.

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