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Para vivir en la zona “high” hay que tener dinero. El Crazyway tenía algo en particular; era un núcleo de desequilibrados emocionales. Eso le daba a ella mucho trabajo y la posibilidad de sustentarse, poder pagarse un buen apartamento cerca de su consulta y caprichos varios, todo ello sin la más mínima ayuda de sus padres.

Estaba orgullosa de poder decir que no era lo que todos anunciaron que sería; una mantenida. No, por sus manos no pasaba nada regalado. Todo se lo había ganado a pulso.

Esa mañana salía del ascensor en la segunda planta encontrándose con Hyoyeon, la responsable de contestar al teléfono y organizarle la agenda.

Salía de allí con una elegancia desbordante. Llevaba una falda tulipán de color gris que se superponía en su cintura a una camisa blanca cuyas mangas se ajustaban por debajo de los deltoides. Llevaba unos zapatos negros que aumentaban su estatura en casi diez centímetros y de su hombro colgaba un bolso a juego.

-Buenos días. –Le sonrió a la secretaria. -¿Qué tengo para hoy?

-Dentro de media hora empieza tu sesión doble con el señor Kim. Después no tienes a nadie hasta las cuatro, que viene la señora Goo y luego a las cinco y media, su marido.

-Muchas gracias. –Volvió a sonreírle caminando hacia la puerta que estaba junto al escritorio y que daba a su despacho.

-Ah, señorita Lee, ha llamado una mujer desesperada por verla hoy. Le he dicho que venga por la tarde, entre las consultas de Goo y su marido, ¿le parece bien?

-¿Va a tratarse solo media hora? –Preguntó con extrañeza reclinándose sobre el picaporte y abriendo la puerta sin alejarse del lugar.

-No, en realidad viene a pedirle consulta para otro día.

-¿Y por qué no lo ha hecho por teléfono?

-Dice que quiere hablar con usted antes.

Le apasionaba verdaderamente su trabajo. Lo que más le había costado era no verse afectada a nivel emocional por los problemas que escuchaba de boca de sus pacientes.

La empatía era un rasgo muy característico en ella y a veces le tocaba escuchar cosas realmente difíciles de asimilar. Aprovechó el entretiempo del mediodía para ir a almorzar con Kyuhyun y hablar con él de lo que sucedía últimamente.

Se citó con él en un restaurante cercano al que podía ir caminando y pidió una copa de agua fría mientras esperaba su comida.

-Deberías comer algo más que ensalada. –Le dijo él con un gesto serio en sus ojos cafes. El traje negro y la corbata roja le daban un aire de hombre importante. Su pelo peinado hacia atrás hacían que se viera más trabajador de lo que realmente era para ser uno de los encargados en la empresa de su padre.

-No tengo hambre. –Le respondió ella. Él suspiró. Últimamente todas sus conversaciones con Sunny eran de ese estilo; un ir y venir de respuestas secas que no daban lugar a más conversación que eso.

-Si no estabas de humor para verme solo tenías que decírmelo, no iba a enfadarme.

-¿Qué te hace pensar que no estoy de humor? –Le preguntó mirándolo a los ojos con naturalidad.

-Llevamos semanas viéndonos solo en la cama cuando llegas de trabajar. Lees el periódico, apagas la luz y te duermes.

-Me paso el día trabajando, necesito descansar.

-Eso no significa que no podamos siquiera hablar, compartir un rato juntos, ¿sabes? Yo también trabajo.

-Sí, pero lo mío es un trabajo de verdad. –Respondió severamente llevándose la copa de agua a los labios. Él la miró apretando los dientes y reclinándose sobre la silla del restaurante.

-Mejor me voy a mi trabajo de mentira, ya nos vemos esta noche antes de que te duermas. –Le contestó él arrojando la servilleta con desprecio sobre la mesa y levantándose para irse.

-Siéntate Kyuhyun, no seas niño. –Le pidió ella algo molesta pero sin elevar en absoluto la voz.

-¿Que no sea niño? –Sonrió con sarcasmo. –No importa. Me voy, a lo mejor paso a verte, tenemos que hablar.

Sunny se comió su ensalada sin preocuparse demasiado por lo que acababa de ocurrir. Ya hacía mucho que había empezado a aburrirse de él, siempre con la misma charla, la misma prepotencia, la misma rutina, el mismo sexo aburrido y monótono.

Se limpió las comisuras de los labios con la servilleta de forma innecesaria, volvió a pasarse el pintalabios y volvió para atender a la primera paciente del turno de tarde.

-Se me está haciendo eterna la tarde, ¿qué hora es, Hyoyeon? –Preguntó asomándose por la puerta de su despacho.

-Las cinco, la mujer que llamó estará a punto de llegar.
Sunny habló con su padre por teléfono desde su despacho para aceptar ir a cenar con él el viernes, aunque estaba segura de que sabía qué le diría exactamente.

Intentaría ponerla en contra de su madre durante media hora, intentaría convencerla de mudarse más cerca de casa durante otra hora, finalmente se disculparía por no haber sido el mejor padre y luego la dejaría irse.

Hyoyeon hizo pasar a la mujer de la cita y Sunny, al verla entrar, se puso inmediatamente de pie pero con cierto aire de inseguridad. Era un mujer de cincuenta y tantos, venía abrazando compulsivamente su bolso y cargaba un histérico temblor que Sunny hizo a pensar que no le bastaría con un psicólogo.

-Buenas tardes, señora. –Sonrió Sunny caminando hacia ella y extendiendo el brazo para que estrechara su mano. –La mujer miró a su alrededor con inquietud y después la miró a los ojos.

Inmediatamente apretó su mano de forma dolorosa y descuidada, pero Sunny reprimió el gesto de disgusto.

-Doctora Lee. –La mujer se sentó en la silla tras la invitación mediante
señas de Sunny. –Soy Park Hea.

-Encantada. –Sonrió. -Me dijo mi secretaria que puso usted especial hincapié en citarse conmigo antes de acordar una primera sesión, ¿a qué se debe? –

Los nervios de aquella mujer eran casi contagiosos. No dejaba de moverse y gesticular de manera agresiva.

-Me han hablado muy bien de usted, de su trabajo, mucha gente está contenta con usted –Sunny sonrió recatadamente y asintió a modo de agradecimiento por el cumplido. –Y pensé que quizás usted podía ser la indicada. –Definitivamente lo que necesitaba esa mujer era psiquiatría,
Sunny entrelazó los dedos apoyando los codos sobre el escritorio mientras la mujer examinaba paranoicamente cada esquina del despacho.

-Bueno, tendría que valorar su caso y ver si efectivamente puedo tratarla.

-No, no vengo por mí. –Sunny se limitó a fruncir el ceño como pregunta.

–Quiero que trate a mi hija.

-¿Cuántos años tiene su hija?

-Veinticuatro.

-Su hija es mayor de edad, para que yo pudiera plantearme tratarla, tendría que venir ella por voluntad propia.

-Vendrá, me lo ha prometido.

-Está bien, señora, pero, como ya le dije, tendré que estudiar su caso. ¿Por qué cree que su hija necesita ayuda psicológica?

-Se ha salido del camino. –Se lamentó tapándose la cara con las manos. –No causa más que problemas, la echan de los trabajos si no se va ella antes, no respeta a nada ni a nadie. No sé ya qué hacer con ella, tiene que ayudarme.

-¿A qué cree que se debe eso? –Preguntó algo más compasiva al ver que el constante nerviosismo de la señora se debía a que su hija no le daba paz.

-No lo sé, mi marido y yo nos divorciamos hace tiempo, pero le hemos dado todo lo que necesitaba, nunca le ha faltado nada. ¡No lo entiendo!

-Bueno, tranquilícese. Hablaré con ella y veremos qué se puede hacer

-¿Cuándo hablará con ella?

-Hable con Hyoyeon, mi secretaria, ella le dirá los horarios disponibles y acordará con usted el momento que mejor le venga.

-Muchísimas gracias, señorita Lee. –Dijo con devoción, mirando a Sunny como a su salvadora.

-No tiene qué agradecer, es mi trabajo.

La mujer se marchó dejándola con una preocupación imposible de ignorar.

Había tratado a todo tipo de personas y había conocido todo tipo de problemas. Pero jamás se había puesto delante de una mujer que le pide que trate a su hija ya mayor de edad que tiene problemas para comportarse en sociedad.

Quizás la muchacha sufriera algún tipo de desequilibrio que la llevaba a no ser capaz, pero realmente no sabía qué esperar del caso.

Entró utilizando la llave, la noche ya había caído. Se descalzó justo al entrar para que sus pies descansaran de los exigentes zapatos. Kyuhyun estaba poniendo los platos sobre la mesa, tenía la camisa remangada y la corbata desajustada.

-Hola –Le dijo él con un hilo de voz.

-Hola. –Respondió ella con una sonrisa no demasiado expuesta. Dejó su bolso y sus llaves sobre una mesita junto a la entrada y se fue a la cocina, rodeando a su novio, para servirse una copa de vino.

-¿Qué tal te ha ido hoy?

-Bien. ¿Y a ti?

-También. –Nuevamente se habían quedado sin palabras que añadir. Kyuhyun la miró. Estaba de espaldas, el pelo lacio le caía sobre los hombros, la camiseta y la falda ajustadas moldeaban su exquisita figura. Entonces descubrió qué era lo que tanto le había gustado de su novia. –Oye, Sunny, perdóname por lo de hoy. –La abrazó por la espalda, teniendo que encorvarse un poco para rodear esa bonita cintura con las manos. –Soy un idiota, pero es que te echo mucho de menos. –Susurró besando su cuello.

Ella no sabía qué contestar, aún albergaba una pequeña esperanza de volver a sentirse a gusto con él. Se dio la vuelta y rodeó el cuello del chico con las manos.

Él la besó, y Sunny no pudo evitar desear que la agarrara por la cintura y la pusiera sobre la mesa y le hiciera el amor de forma salvaje y desesperada.

Kyuhyun solo se despegó, se desabrochó los pantalones dejándolos caer en el suelo y después se sacó los zapatos ante el gesto de sorpresa de su novia.

-¿Quieres follar? –Preguntó terminando de desnudarse con tanta naturalidad que a Sunny le causó cierta ira.

-No, la verdad es que no. Solo quiero comer e irme a dormir.

-Sunny, ¿va todo bien?

-Sí, todo bien.

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Hyoyeon le recordó al entrar que esa tarde a las cinco tenía cita con la hija de la mujer a la que había visto hacía unos días. Ya eran las seis y cuarto y nadie había pisado

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To live in the area "high" is to have money. The Crazyway had something in particular; It was a core of unbalanced emotional. That gave her hard work and the possibility of sustained, afford a good apartment near your inquiry and various Caprices, all without the slightest help from their parents. I was proud to say that it wasn't all announced that it would be; a maintained. No, by your hands not passing anything regalado. All had earned it pulse. That morning he left the elevator on the second floor meeting with Hyoyeon, responsible for answering the phone and arrange the agenda. He left there with a boundless elegance. He wore a Tulip skirt in grey who overlapped on her waist to a white shirt whose sleeves fit below the deltoid. He wore black shoes that increased his stature in almost ten centimeters and his shoulder hung a bag game. -Good morning. -Smiled at the Secretariat. -Do I have for today? -Within half an hour it starts your double session with Mr Kim. Then you don't have no one to four, the Lady Goo comes and then five and a half, her husband. -Thank you. -He returned to smile walking towards the door which was next to the desk and giving into his office. -Ah, Miss Lee, has called a desperate woman to see her today. I told him to come in the afternoon, between the consultations of Goo and her husband, do you think well? -It will be just half an hour? -He asked with surprise resting on the handle and opening the door without leaving the place. -No, it actually comes to ask query for another day. - And why has not made it by phone? -He says he wants to talk to you before. Truly passionate about their work. What more had cost him was not be affected on the emotional level for problems that playing in the mouth of their patients. Empathy was a very characteristic feature in it, and sometimes had to listen really hard to assimilate things. He took halftime in midday to have lunch with Kyuhyun and speak to him of what was happening lately. He cited with him at a nearby restaurant to which could walk and asked for a glass of cold water while waiting for your meal. -You should eat more than salad. -He said you with a serious gesture in their eyes cafes. The black suit and Red tie, gave him an air of important man. His hair slicked back did that more worker than it really was to be one of the managers in the company of his father look. -No tengo hambre. -Said you it. He sighed. Lately all their conversations with Sunny were of this style; a coming and going of dry answers not giving rise to more conversation than that. -If you were not in the mood to see me you just had to tell me, not going to annoy me. -What makes you think that I am not in the mood? -He asked looking at him in the eyes naturally. -We have spent weeks watching us in bed only when you get to work. You read the newspaper, turn off the light and you go to sleep. -I spend the day working, I need to rest. -That does not mean that we can not even speak, share together awhile, do know? I also work. -Yes, but mine is a work of truth. -Responded severely taking the cup of water to her lips. He looked at her gritting his teeth and resting on the Chair in the restaurant. -Better I'm going to my job of lying, I see us tonight until you sleep. -Replied he threw the napkin with contempt on the table and getting up to leave. -Sit Kyuhyun, don't be a child. -She asked him something upsets but without raising the voice at all. -That is not child? -He smiled wryly. -Do not matter. I, to the best step to see you, we have to talk. Sunny ate your salad without worrying too much about what had just happened. Already had long had begun to get bored of it, always with the same arrogance, the same routine, same talk, same-sex boring and monotonous. Wiped the corners of the lips with a napkin unnecessarily, again passing the lipstick and returned to attend the first patient of the evening shift. -Is me becoming eternal afternoon, what time is, Hyoyeon? -He asked leaning by the door of his office. -The five, the woman who called will be about to arrive.Sunny spoke to his father by phone from his office to accept to go to dinner with him on Friday, although I was sure that I knew what to say exactly. I would try to put it against her mother for half an hour, would try to convince her to move closer to home for another hour, finally is great for not being the best father and then let it go. Hyoyeon did go to women in the appointment and Sunny, seeing her enter, went immediately standing but with a certain air of insecurity. She was a woman of fifty-something, he was compulsively embracing your bag and carried a hysterical tremor that Sunny had to think that not suffice you a psychologist. -Good afternoon, Madam. -Sunny walk towards her and extending the arm to make it closer his hand smiled. -The woman looked to her around with concern and then looked at her in the eyes. He immediately pressed his hand so sloppy and painful, but Sunny suppressed the gesture of disgust. -Dr. Lee. -The woman sat in the Chair after the invitation bysigns of Sunny. -I am Park Hea. -Enchanted. -He smiled. -I told my Secretary that put you special emphasis on quote me before agreeing a first session, what is? – The nerve of that woman were almost contagious. He wouldn't move and gesturing aggressively. -I have spoken very well of you, your work, many people are happy with you - Sunny recatadamente smiled and nodded as a thank you for the compliment. - And I thought that perhaps you could be indicated. -Definitely what that woman needed was Psychiatry,Sunny interlaced fingers supporting the elbows on the desk while women paranoicamente examined every corner of the office. -Well, it would have to assess your case and see if I can actually try it. -No, I'm not here about me. -Sunny was limited to frown as question. -I want to treat my daughter. -How old is your daughter? -Twenty-four. -Your daughter is older, so I could ask me treat it, it would have to come she willingly. -It will come, he promised me. -Okay, Lady, but, as I already said, I have to study his case. Why you think that your daughter needs psychological support? -Has left the road. -Is she said covering his face with his hands. -Does not cause more problems, throw it works if not before she leaves, does not respect anything or anyone else. I do not know already what to do with it, you have to help me. -Do to do that it is that? -She asked something more compassionate view that constant nervousness of the lady was that her daughter did not give him peace. -I do not know, my husband and I got divorced us some time, but we've given him everything I needed, nothing has never lacked. I do not understand it! -Well, calm down. I will speak with her and we'll see what we can do -When is the best time to speak with her? -Talk with Hyoyeon, my Secretary, she will tell you the available times and agree with you when your better convenience. -Thank you, Miss Lee. -He said with devotion, looking to Sunny as its Savior. -Do not have what thank, it is my job. The woman left leaving it with a concern that is impossible to ignore. He had tried all kinds of people and I had met all sorts of problems. But had never been in front of a woman asking him to treat his daughter already of legal age who has problems to behave in society. Perhaps the girl suffered some sort of imbalance that took her to not be able to, but really didn't know what to expect from the case. Entered using the wrench, night had already fallen. It plants just to enter that your feet rest demanding shoes. Kyuhyun was putting the dishes on the table, had the tight shirt and the maladjusted tie. -Hi - he said it with a voice thread. -Hello. -She replied with a smile not too exposed. He left his bag and their keys on a table near the entrance and went to the kitchen, surrounding her boyfriend, to pour a glass of wine. -How you have fared today? -Well. And to you? -Also. -They had once again remained without words that add. Kyuhyun looked at her. He was on his back, straight hair fell you on the shoulders, tight t-shirt and skirt molding your exquisite figure. Then she discovered what it was that had both liked his girlfriend. -Hey, Sunny, forgive me for it today. -He embraced her from behind, having to stoop a little to surround this beautiful waist with his hands. -I'm an idiot, but it's really less that you miss. -He whispered kissing her neck. She did not know what to answer, even housed a small hope of a return to feeling comfortable with it. Turned and encircled the neck of the boy with his hands. He kissed her, and Sunny could not help but wish that it seized her by the waist and put it on the table and make him the love of wild and desperate way. Only Kyuhyun was took off, unfastened trousers dropping them on the floor and then removed the shoes before the gesture of surprise of his girlfriend. -Would you like to fuck? -She asked finishing undressing with such naturalness that Sunny was some anger. -No, the truth is that not. I just want to eat and go to sleep. -Sunny, is all well? -Yes, all good. ---------------------------------------------------- Hyoyeon reminded him to enter that that afternoon at 5 o'clock I had appointment with the daughter of the woman who had seen a few days earlier. They were already six and a quarter and no one had walked

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To live in the "high" you have to have money. The Crazyway had something in particular; It was a core of emotional balance. That gave her a lot of work and the ability to sustain, to afford a nice apartment near consultation and various whims, all without the slightest help from his parents. He was proud to say that was not what everyone announced would; sustained. No, your hands there was nothing given. Everything had earned. That morning out of the elevator on the second floor meeting with Hyoyeon, responsible for answering the phone and arrange the agenda. He left there with an overwhelming elegance. He wore a gray tulip skirt that overlapped his waist a white shirt whose sleeves fit below the deltoid. He wore black shoes increased their stature in almost ten centimeters and his shoulder hung a bag to match. Good morning. He smiled at the secretary. What I have for today? 'In half an hour start your double session with Mr. Kim. Then you have no one to four, which comes Mrs. Goo and then at half past five, her husband. Many thanks. -Volvió To smile walking towards the door next to the desk and gave to his office. Ah, Miss Lee, called a desperate woman to see her today. I told him to come in the afternoon, between visits of Goo and her husband, would you okay? Are you going to be half an hour? Asked strangely resting on the handle and opening the door without leaving the place. No, actually it comes to ask to see another day. 'Why has not done over the phone? 'He says he wants to talk to you before . We truly passionate about their work. What had cost him more was not be affected emotionally by listening mouth problems of their patients. The empathy was a characteristic feature in it and sometimes you hear playing really difficult to assimilate things. He took the break midday for lunch with Kyuhyun and talk to him about what happened lately. He quoted him at a nearby restaurant who might walk and ordered a glass of cold water while waiting for your food. You should eat something more salad. He told her with a serious look on his brown eyes. The black suit and red tie gave him an air of important man. His slicked back hair made ​​it look more workers than it really was to be one of the managers in the company of his father. 'I have hunger. 'I answered her. He sighed. Lately all your conversations with Sunny was like that; an ebb and dried answers that did not lead to more conversation than that. If you were not in the mood to see me just had to tell me, he would not be angry. What makes you think I'm not in the mood? 'I asked staring eyes naturally. We've been seeing only weeks in bed when you get to work. You read the paper, turn out the light and go to sleep. 'I spend all day working, I need to rest. That does not mean we can not even talk, share time together, you know? I am working. Yeah, but mine is a real job. He answered sternly raising his glass of water to his lips. He looked at her clenched teeth and leaning on the chair restaurant. Better I go to my work lies, and we are tonight before you fall asleep. 'I answered him contemptuously threw his napkin on the table and stood up to leave. Sit Kyuhyun, do not be a child. 'I asked her something annoying but without raising his voice at all. -What is not a child? He smiled sarcastically. -Does not matter. I go, maybe see you step, we need to talk. Sunny ate his salad without worrying too much about what just happened. And had long since begun to get bored of it, always with the same talk, the same arrogance, the same routine, the same boring and monotonous sex. the corners of his mouth with his napkin unnecessarily wiped, he returned to spend the lipstick and returned to attend the first patient in the afternoon shift. He is making me eternal afternoon, what time is, Hyoyeon? He asked leaning out the door of his office. -The five women who called is about to arrive. Sunny spoke to his father by telephone from her office to agree to go to dinner with him on Friday, but he knew he was safe would you say exactly. I would try to put it against his mother for half an hour, try to convince her to move closer to home for another hour, finally apologize for not being the best father and then let her go. Hyoyeon ushered women Sunny appointment and, when she came, I immediately set up but with an air of insecurity. It was a woman of fifties, he came compulsively clutching his bag and carried a hysterical tremor that Sunny did not think that would be enough with a psychologist. Good afternoon, ma'am. Sunny he smiled walking towards her and extended his arm to shake his hand. The woman looked around uneasily and then looked into his eyes. Immediately he squeezed her hand and painfully sloppy, but Sunny suppressed the grimace. 'Dr Lee. The woman sat in the chair at the invitation by signing Sunny. I am Park Hea. Delighted. He smiled. 'I told my secretary that you put special emphasis on quoted me before agreeing to a first session, what is that? - The nerve of this woman were almost contagious. He kept moving and gesturing aggressively. 'I have spoken highly of you, your work, many people are happy with you -Sunny smiled demurely and nodded her thanks for the compliment. And I thought maybe you could be right. Definitely I needed this woman was psychiatry, Sunny laced his fingers resting his elbows on the desk while she paranoid examined every corner of the office. Well, would you assess your case and see if I can effectively treat it. No, I do not come for me. -Sunny Simply frown as a question. I want you to treat my daughter. How old is your daughter? Twenty-four. His daughter is an adult, so I could plantearme treat, she would come by will. He's coming, he promised me. All right, ma'am, but, as I said, I'll have to study your case. Why do you think your daughter needs counseling? He has gone astray. He lamented covering his face with his hands. No cause more problems, the cast of work if she does not go before, no respect for anything or anyone. I no longer know what to do with it, you have to help me. 'What think you that? He asked more compassionate to see that the constant nervousness lady was because his daughter gave him no peace. I do not know, my husband and I divorced long ago, but we've given everything he needed, never He has lacked nothing. I do not understand! Well, do not panic. I talk to her and see what can be done When did speak with her? -Talk to Hyoyeon, my secretary, she will tell schedules available and agree with you the time that suits you. Thanks very much, Miss Lee. Said devoutly, looking at Sunny as their savior. No has to thank is my job. The woman went away leaving her with an impossible concern to ignore. He had tried all sorts of people and had met all sorts of problems. But he had ever set before a woman asks him to treat his now adult daughter who has trouble behave in society. Perhaps the girl suffered some kind of imbalance that brought her to not be able, but not really knowing what expect the case. He entered using the key, night had already fallen. He took off his shoes just inside so your feet rest from the demanding shoes. Kyuhyun was putting the dishes on the table, his shirt sleeves rolled up and tie maladjusted. Hey he told her with a whisper. Hello. she replied with a smile not too exposed. She left her purse and keys on a table near the entrance and went to the kitchen, surrounding her boyfriend to pour a glass of wine. 'How was your day? Well. What about you? -also. -again They had run out of words to add. Kyuhyun looked. Her back, straight hair falling over her shoulders, tight shirt and skirt exquisite molded figure. Then he discovered what he had both his girlfriend liked. Hey, Sunny, forgive me for today. He hugged her from behind and had to stoop a little to encircle the waist beautiful hands. I'm an idiot, but I miss you so much. He whispered kissing her neck. She did not know what to say, still harbored little hope of returning to feel comfortable with him. He turned and walked around the boy's neck with his hands. He kissed her, and Sunny could not help wishing that grabbed her by the waist and put it on the table and make love in the wild and desperate. Kyuhyun only took off, he undid his pants dropping them on the floor and then took off his shoes at the gesture of surprise his girlfriend. You want to fuck? He asked finishing strip so naturally that caused some anger Sunny. No, really not. I just want to eat and go to sleep. -Sunny, is everything all right? Yeah, all right. ---------------------------- ------------------------ Hyoyeon reminded him that afternoon to enter the five had an appointment with the daughter of the woman he'd seen some days. It was already six-fifteen and no one had stepped

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To live in the "high" and the money. The crazyway had anything in particular; it was a nucleus of unbalanced emotional. That gave her a lot of work and the possibility of Building, to be able to afford a good apartment near her Whims and several consultation, All without the slightest help from their parents.I was proud to say that was not what all announced they would be kept. No, nothing was given by their hands. All he had earned.
this morning out of the elevator on the second floor and with Hyoyeon, responsible for answering the phone and arrange the agenda.

out of there with a Boundless Elegance.Tulip skirt wearing a Grey overlapped in the waist of a White shirt with sleeves were below the Deltoid. Wearing a pair of Black Shoes that increased his Stature in almost ten inches and his shoulder Hung a matching Bag. - Good morning. "He smiled to the Secretariat. - What have I got today?

- in half an hour you Double session with Mr. Kim. Then you have no one to four, which is the lady goo and then at half past five, her husband. - Thank you. –volvió smiled upon him walking towards the door that was next to the desk and gave it to his office. - Ah, Miss Lee, has named a woman desperate to see her today. I told him to come in the afternoon,Consultations between Gu and her husband, All right?

- will be just half an hour? –preguntó with strangeness resting on the door and opening the door without leaving the place.

actually comes to ask question for another day. - and why didn't you phone?

- says he wants to talk to you soon.

he truly loved his work.It was hard not to be affected emotionally by the problems of their patients to mouth.
The empathy was a characteristic feature in it and sometimes he was hearing things really difficult to Assimilate. He took the noon for lunch with Kyuhyun and talk him out of it Lately.Met him at a nearby restaurant that he could walk and asked for a glass of cold water while waiting for the food. - you should eat more Salad. "He said with a serious gesture in his Brown Eyes. The black suit and Red Tie gave the air of an important Man.His hair was slicked back look more workers than it really was to be one of the managers in the Company of his father.

I'm not Hungry. "She answered. He sighed. Lately all her Conversations with sunny were of that Style; a go Dry answers that do not give rise to more conversation that

.- If you weren't in the mood to see me, All you had to tell me, I wasn't gonna get mad. - What makes you think that I'm not in the mood? He asked, looking at the eyes Naturally.

- We've been seeing each other only weeks in bed when you get home from work. Read the newspaper, turn off the Light and go to sleep. I spent the day working, I need to rest.- that doesn't mean we can't even talk, share a moment together, you know? I work too. - Yes, but Mine's a real Job. –respondió severely with the cup of water to her lips. He looked her clenched teeth and resting on a chair in a restaurant. - i better go Lie to my work, I See You Tonight before you go to sleep."He said contemptuously throwing the Napkin on the table and stood up to leave.

- Kyuhyun, Don't be a baby. - she asked something bothers but without Raising the Voice at all. - that's not a Boy? –sonrió with sarcasm. - No matter. I'm going to see you better step, we need to talk. - eat your Salad without worrying too much about what had just happened.I already had started to get bored of him, always the same Conversation, the same power, The Same Sex, the same routine boring and monotonous.

Wipe the corners of the mouth with the Napkin unnecessarily, Defected back to the Lipstick and went to meet the first time Patient late.

I'm doing Eternal Night, what time is it, Hyoyeon?–preguntó peering through the door of his office.

- five, the woman who called is about to arrive.
Sunny talked with his father by telephone from his office to accept to go to dinner with him on Friday, but I was sure he knew exactly what he would say.
it against his mother for half an hour,Try to convince her to move closer to Home for another hour, finally apologize for not being the best Father and then let it go.

Hyoyeon was the wife of the appointment and sunny, see her Enter, but was immediately put up with uncertainty. Was a woman in her Fifties,Was hugging her purse and compulsively carrying a hysterical tremor that Sunny did not think that was enough with a psychologist. - Good afternoon, ma'am. –sonrió Sunny walking towards her and extending the arm to shake his hand. The Woman looked around uneasily, then looked me in the eye.
immediately pulled his hand painfully and Careless.But Sunny suppressed the gesture of disgust.

- Dr. Lee. The Woman sat in the Chair after the invitation by
signs of Sunny. Park Hea -.

nice. –sonrió. - My Secretary told me that you put special emphasis on First Date me before agreeing to a meeting, why? -

The nerves that women were almost Contagious.He kept moving and gesturing aggressively.

I have spoken very highly of you, Your Work, a lot of people are happy with you –sunny nodded and smiled demurely by way of thanks for the compliment. And I thought maybe you could be the one. What I needed was that woman –definitivamente psychiatry,
Sunny intertwined fingers support the elbows on the Desk While the woman considered paranoicamente each Corner of the Office. - Well, I appreciate your case and see if I can effectively treat it. - No, I'm not here for me. –sunny was limited to frown like question.

I Treat my daughter. - how old is your daughter?

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24. - your daughter is older than Age,So I could ask her, she would have to come willingly.

Oh, you promised. - Okay, Lady, but, as I said, I have to study your case. Why do you think your daughter needs psychological help?

- out of the way. It was covering his face with his hands. Don't cause more trouble, if not out of work before she goes,No Respect for anything or anyone. I do not know what to do with it, you have to help me. - Why do you think that is? –preguntó more Compassionate to see that the constant nervousness of the lady was that his daughter gave him No Peace.

- I Don't know, my husband and I divorced long ago, but we have given everything he needed, he has never lacked anything. I Don't understand!

- Well, take it easy.I'll talk to her and see what can be done

- When Will you talk to her?

- talk with Hyoyeon, my Secretary, she'll Tell schedules available and agree with you when you come. - Thank you, Miss Lee. "With Devotion, looking Sunny as his Savior.

I - No, IT's my job.The woman left her with a concern cannot be ignored.
had tried all sorts of people and had met all kinds of problems. But never in front of a woman who asks him to try his daughter come of age who has problems to behave in Society.

maybe the girl suffered some kind of imbalance that was not to be able.But I really didn't know what to expect.

entered using the key, night had already fallen. It descalzó just enter your feet to rest of the demanding Shoes. Kyuhyun was putting the dishes on the table, I had the shirt sleeves rolled up and tie maladjusted.

Hello, "He said in a Whisper. - Hi. –respondió her with a smile not too exposed.She left her purse and keys on a table next to the entrance and went to the kitchen, surrounding their boyfriend to have a glass of Wine. - how was your day?

-. And you?

-. –nuevamente had been left without Words to add. Kyuhyun looked. She was back, Straight Hair Fell over her shoulders, the shirt and Skirt tight Fashion exquisite figure.Then he discovered what he liked so much of his girlfriend. Hey, Sunny, forgive me for Today. Embraced by the back, having to Stoop slightly to surround this beautiful waist with hands. - i'm an idiot, but I miss you very much. –susurró kissing her neck. She didn't know what to answer,Still had little hope of ever feeling pleased with him. He turned around and walked around the boy's neck with his bare hands.

he kissed her, and couldn't help but wish that Sunny grabbed by the waist and put on the table and made love in the Wild and desperate.

Kyuhyun only took off,He unzipped my pants and dropped them on the floor, and then took off his shoes before the gesture of Surprise his girlfriend. - you want to fuck? –preguntó Finishing undressing so Naturally that Sunny has caused some Anger. - No, not really. I just want to eat and go to sleep.

- Sunny, is everything okay?

-


---------------------------------------------------- all right.
Hyoyeon reminded him that afternoon to go to the five had appointment with the daughter of the woman he had seen a few days earlier. It was already Six and a Quarter and no one had stepped