This is the first chapter I'm writing after having been sick so it's a bit weird. I'm sorry if it is a weird chapter that doesn't fit in with the rest. I tried my best and even started reading everything again from the first chapter until the last one I'd written.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy!

Whether Jun Pyo had seen her or not, he didn't bother to acknowledge her, he just walked straight past her. The thoughtful look on his face made her think that he simply was too lost in thoughts to see her.

News of the world famous potter breaking his hand had reached America. Ga Eul didn't know what to think of it at first but it didn't take long for her to decide to visit him. She hadn't heard from him a lot since she left for a second time but she had to see him again. After leaving Ina in his care, she was very concerned when she heard that he had broken it after a night out. Her business in the States wasn't fully over yet but she could give the last portion of it to someone else.

Just like his leader, the potter didn't notice her when she walked into his studio despite the quite loud sound of her heels. She sat down on one of the chairs and waited until he noticed her. Again he seemed to lost in thought to notice her, just like Jun Pyo so she decided to bring his attention to her.

"The art world lost an amazing potter, I've heard." she said.

Quickly he looked up and stared at her. "Are you really here?"

"Yes, I am. You know that your art doesn't have to be over right?" she carefully asked him

He laughed humorlessly, "Not over? Ga Eul, my life is over now. I've lost everything. I've lost my pottery, my hand and you!"

"You lost me?" she asked, not quite understanding what he meant.

"I failed you." He sighed, "I mean I promised you that while you were gone that I'd keep Ina safe and that you wouldn't have to worry about Woo Bin and I out partying. Yet here I am with a broken hand after getting hammered in a club. I must be the biggest cliché Casanova now for you after wanting to prove to you that I am not anymore."

She sighed, "I really wished you could see yourself like I do. So Yi Jeong, I've never seen you as only a potter or only a Casanova. Hell, I've never seen you as a Casanova. I saw you as a healthy man. Do you regret something you've done? Because I don't. You going out to party is okay. It's normal. You're 20, Yi Jeong, you need relief and I didn't expect you to stay inside even on the days that my daughter wasn't with you. Why is this bothering you so much? Did you meet someone special?"

"If you're asking if I recently met my soulmate, I'll have to disappoint you. She isn't someone new I met, I've known her for a couple of years now. As for regrets... I have so many."

"Maybe, you've come at a point in your life where you cannot move on without looking your past in it's eyes and reconciling with it. You need to accept your past and move on." With a sigh, Ga Eul stood up, "I hope you'll be able to get your hand back. I may not know you that long but I know you well enough to know that So Yi Jeong without his pottery is only half a So Yi Jeong. I think you, of all people you, will get your mobility back. You're stubborn enough to keep pushing and overdoing yourself until you're at an acceptable level."

"I'll never be the same like before though.''

''Kwon Shi Hyun... You're familiar with his work right?" At his nod, she showed him a picture on her phone from one of his earlier works, "What piece is this?"

"Flower Shower." he said, "It was displayed in our museum for a long time until he called it back to New York. Why are you showing this to me?"

"After painting this, Shi Hyun suffered nerve damage in his dominant hand. He quit painting a lot like you've given up now. He came to Korea to connect to his roots and he became my English tutor. I had no idea who he was or where he was from. It's what got us close to each other in the beginning. Then I went to America for a year and I heard his name everywhere but I didn't believe it was the same Shi Hyun as my Shi Hyun you know? Mine didn't talk about art or taking over from a grandfather... Hell, he never visited a museum here in Korea. When I came back, we talked more and I got to know the real Shi Hyun. I grew to love him even more than I did before. Don't worry, I was never in love with him. Well, I was at one point in time but I quickly moved on. He got therapy at my insistence."

"I didn't know he ever stopped painting."

"He did. For a long time. His next piece after flower shower was 'Heaven on Earth'. If I'm not wrong, that's still being displayed in your museum in Osaka. It was displayed here in Seoul for a while as well, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was. It was different than what I was used to from him."

"Was it worse?" she asked him, focusing on the pots he had on display.

He followed her to his large display and shook his head, "No, just different."

"Shi Hyun had to go through nearly a whole year of therapy before he even dared to show me a drawing. Not a painting but a drawing. Then it went quite quickly though because a month later he let 'Heaven on Earth' be displayed here in Seoul. After that he made painting after painting and left for the US way too quickly. He even got me to try painting as well."

"I didn't know you paint." he commented.

She quickly laughed, the soft sound filling the space and his heart. No matter how hard he denied it, he knew why he was so bothered by this. It wasn't just the hand and the pottery he had lost but he felt like he had betrayed Ga Eul. He knew why he had felt something was missing these past couple of weeks. The sense of relief he'd felt when he saw her sitting in front of him as if she belonged right there, because she did belong there, had confirmed his thoughts.

But what kind of sick person was he? To fall in love with a woman who just had to give up on her dream to become a teacher in order to become a CEO of a multinational corporation after her best friend died. Not only that but he fell in love with a woman who believes in soulmates. He felt the need to abduct her and lock her up so she could never find that man and he, only he, could have her.

He must really be sick.

He looked out the window and saw a black Lotus standing in front of his studio. With a soft smile, he remembered a conversation they had in his Lotus way in the beginning of their friendship.

Was what they had even a friendship for what kind of friend treats their friend like trash in front of other friends? What kind of friend treats his friend as a plan b for when other people would not hang out with him.

He did really have a lot of regrets but his biggest regret to date was the way he treated her before she left Korea. He didn't deserve her kindness. He didn't deserve her being here.

He didn't deserve her.

"You got your Lotus, huh?" He asked

Tears gathered in her eyes and she smiled at him though it didn't reach her eyes. "It's not mine. It's one of the things Shi Hyun left me in his will. All the family estates, the company, the museums, the money and the cars. I'm the owner of twenty three cars, some of them I've never heard of. I have forty houses around the world, not even counting the ones here in Korea. I have all this stuff and none of it is really mine."

"Yes, it is." Yi Jeong told her. "Kwon Shi Hyun was a great many things and one of them was being a good judge of charachter. If he left you everything, it's because he thought you deserved it. It's because you deserve it. And you really do, Ga Eul. That money, those houses, the museums... He left it all to you because he knew you would take great care of it. Do you really think I don't know you've been flying all over the globe to check up on the museums? You've been to Paris, Ga Eul, you've been to Macau for something you didn't really need to take care of. Someone else could have done that. You've been everywhere in the span of five weeks. If you ask me, you're doing a pretty good job at being a CEO."

"Sweden." Ga Eul said without any other words of explanation.

"hm?"

"Shi Hyun said that he should've gone to Sweden for his recovery. Apparently that's where the best therapists are. I've looked into it. If you want, there is an institution there that could take your case on. They told me that you're always welcome in Sweden and otherwise they think you can always go through Skype with occasional visits to Stockholm." finally she met his eye again," They're really optimistic about your case. It's very early on so the sooner you start your therapy, the more progress you'll be able to make."

All of the sudden, the future didn't look so bad anymore.