Bang Chan

Chaeyoung’s exuberant squeals echoed through the penthouse as you made the final adjustments to your hair and makeup. The clock's hands were creeping towards the hour when your ex-husband, Chan, picked up your daughter for his weekend visit. A glance at the time confirmed it was nearly upon you.

It had been a year since you and Chan had finalized your divorce. The decision, while necessary, was difficult, particularly with a daughter whose life could be irrevocably altered by your separation.

However, the fundamental differences between you and Chan had become too pronounced to ignore, with his once-affectionate demeanor giving way to a relentless pursuit of power and work. Mornings were characterized by his absence, and evenings were spent in solitude, the strain leading to frequent arguments.

For a healthier environment, divorce had been the chosen solution.

Despite the separation, co-parenting required a delicate balance. Both of you had your separate lives, but the well-being of your three-year-old daughter, Chaeyoung, remained a shared priority. Although Chaeyoung primarily resided with you, Chan was granted alternative weekends to spend time with her.

As you prepared a bottle for Chaeyoung, the doorbell rang, signaling Chan’s arrival. The sound caused Chaeyoung to momentarily pause her play, her excitement palpable as she raced towards the door.

"Mommy! Daddy’s here!" she announced, her voice brimming with joy as she extended her little arms toward the entrance.

"Hey, princess!" Chan’s deep, warm voice resonated as he stepped inside.

He enveloped Chaeyoung in a tender embrace, lifting her high above his head before bringing her down to bestow a kiss on her cheek.

You emerged from the kitchen, gathering the final items for your evening out. Chan's eyes met yours, and for a moment, you both just stood there, the weight of shared history and unspoken words hanging between you.

“Hey,” Chan finally spoke, breaking the silence “You look lovely.”

“Hey,” Chan finally spoke, breaking the silence “You look lovely.” "Hey, princess!" Chan’s deep, warm voice resonated as he stepped inside. "I love you."