Chapter 17 Seventeen

"How has she been, mom?"

"You mean, Eunae?" His mother asked, arranging the utensils on the dining table. "She's been doing better than ever as far as I can remember. She's been living her dreams now."

"That's good, " he said, nodding before spitting out what he had been eagerly wanting to say. "D-did she ever ask about me?"

She froze for a mome