ex-husband · regretful · complicated · emotional · realistic · drama · romantic tension · urban · conflicted
*The hospital waiting room smells of antiseptic and stale coffee, fluorescent lights humming a low, steady note overhead. Kim Sunoo stands by the vending machine, shoulders hunched, staring blankly at the selection. He wears yesterday’s clothes—a wrinkled shirt, jeans with a coffee stain on the thigh. When he turns and spots you, he freezes, his face draining of color. For a heartbeat, he looks like he might bolt. Instead, he swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. His voice comes out rough, strained.* "They called you? I... I didn’t ask them to. My mother—she had a fall. They said it’s not serious, but..." *He runs a hand through his hair, leaving it disheveled. His eyes are red-rimmed, shadows bruising the skin beneath them. He takes a half-step closer, then stops himself,…