When I Reach You (Completed Main Story) - Side Story 1

After finishing work and returning home, Eun Jae took a shower and sat down in front of her dressing table. As she ran her fingers through her damp hair, her gaze fell upon the diamond ring glittering on the ring finger of her left hand. Then her eyes shifted to the lovely framed photo placed atop the dressing table.

It was a photo Tae Gyu had taken of them by chance as he happened to pass by the indoor garden on the day of the proposal. The vibrant mint green and pristine white rugosa roses in the image pleased her far more than any picture from their wedding album—above all, because their expressions looked far more natural and joyful than in those formal shots.

Yoon Tae Gyu really does take amazing photos. Eun Jae’s eyes crinkled into a lovely crescent moon.

“I already miss you.”

Eun Jae kissed Seon Woo’s face in the photo, then glanced at the wall clock hanging behind her. Seon Woo’s return time was drawing near. She quickly rose to her feet and gently rubbed her protruding belly.

“Yul Mae, shall we go greet Daddy?”

Eun Jae slowly descended the stairs toward the first floor. Thanks to having slept deeply, her steps felt especially light and refreshing today.

Three months into her pregnancy, Yul Mae was growing healthily day by day. Her lower abdomen had begun to round out, and morning sickness was still ongoing. The belated onset of nausea and the overwhelming drowsiness that struck the moment she turned over made each day a trial.

Her teaching course at the academy had concluded, and she’d explained her situation to the café and resigned. Unexpectedly, she’d been hired as a full-time employee at the studio, making it impossible to continue part-time work—plus, handling two jobs was simply too physically taxing.

Once downstairs, Eun Jae settled onto the sofa positioned directly beneath the large floor-to-ceiling window—a spot visible the instant the front door opened.

The setting sun cast a tranquil glow over Eun Jae’s face. Behind her closed eyelids, she could clearly sense the warm, orange light of dusk.

So happy.

Bathed in comforting, drowsy warmth, her eyelids gradually grew heavy.

The soft brush of hair sweeping across her forehead roused Eun Jae. Winter’s approach meant that by five o’clock, daylight vanished swiftly into darkness.

In the dim, shadowy living room, a pair of eyes gleamed like the moon rising in the night—filling Eun Jae’s vision. She reached out and brushed aside the strands of hair that had fallen across his forehead.

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