It was a mistake to her.

He was not hers, but she dreams for he was.

Time passes fast, yet the feeling still lingers in her heart.

Deep down in her, she was deceived by her own heart.

She was 27 years old hopelessly in love with her darling 32 years old friend.

20th January : 2 weeks before D-day

“I want you to become my bridesmaid, Minyoung dear. Would accept my choice?”

“….Yeah,sure.”

Minyoung knew she was screwed as soon as the woman in front of her squealed in excitement by her words. The woman who she refused to acknowledge the truth, the same woman she once cried of, the same woman she hated most, the same woman who was kind choosing me as her bridesmaid and

The same woman who was soon to marry the man she had love, and still love.

The woman’s name was Yoo EunChae. She was 29 years old but her appearance beats her age. She had the most softest skin Minyoung had ever see, her pale brown eyes was as bright as the daylight and from a far, she could admire of how the eyes sparks in enthusiatism to anything she does. Minyoung would sympathy herself for ever have the courage to compare herself with that woman. Yoo EunCHae was always optimistic and hardworking in anything she does or work. She was successful, at young age owning a large company where quality and qualification follows behind; people would be dying to work under her a woman who has her name talked among the streets to the media. Nothing bad was ever talked about her. She was beautiful, humble, and world-class business woman. She was perfect.

Yoo EunChae was meant for Oh Sehun, not Park Minyoung

24th January: 10 days before D-day

Staring at the mirror she wondered if she was still beautiful. The dress was magnificent but was she? Right now, all she see was flaws all over her skin as if they were aching scars. She was disgusted of herself. What would he say? Would he see the same thing my eyes does? Would he be disgusted?

She was ugly.

He was beautiful.

How can she dream a man like him for a girl like her.

She was greedy.

It was true.

Tears was running down her face. Her heart was sick, she was sick. She wanted to run. Escape to anywhere far away from here. But it was too late to run. She was trap. She trapped herself in her own web. She was stupid to deceive herself. She was lost, stuck, no where to hide. She had to move on

But it was hard.

Sehun was nervous. He was excited. He doesn’t know why, but he likes it. He couldn’t stand for a second, he would walk around the shop so that time would past. His he