Apology.

I woke up with the sound of heavy footsteps, soon after came Myung-Dae from the metal doors, this time though clean. He took the seat on which he had sat earlier, during his first visit.

It has been five days since I am here in this cell, a maid comes and gives me food, two times a day and that is how I have kept track of how many days have passed. But this is his first visit during the five days. I have come to hate him more than ever now, not because he has kept me here, but because he thinks that he has the right to do that all to me.

He looks at me longingly and I averted my eyes from him to the sidewall, refusing to look at him, giving him a hidden message that he didn't need to come here to see me. I am angry, angry at myself for being caught, angry at Myung-Dae for his this behaviour, angry at everything and anything. I know that this is not the time for this, but I can't help it. I never thought that I would end up in a situation like this. Never in a million years.