"The boy knew that they didn't have a lot of money but even so, he wanted his grandfather to get better on time and not make things worse. He could sacrifice his meals for a week if he had to. But the problem was that they were already on a tightrope. Even when they ate, it was twice a day."
I felt a weight in my chest all of a sudden, but I scooped the third spoon, blew it, and then fed it to Seo-Jun.
He was attentively listening and didn't ask any questions. He watched me, my breathing, the way my chest rose and fell, the way my eyes trembled every so slightly as I spoke, how I didn't meet his gaze, and how I tried gulping down every now and then as if I had a dry throat, even when there was water right next to me.
He didn't know what my issue was but felt he would know once the story ended, and that's why he did not interrupt me for a minute.
