Dara's P.O.V

As we left the theatre, we immediately went to the reception.

*deep sighs*

"You can do this Sandara Park. Just relax." Dara thought.

As the doors open. The media has been waiting for our arrival. With Kwon Jiyong having a distance of 1 meter away from me.

I can tell that Jiyong doesn't want to be near me. I felt sad again. How can this night be so long.....

*click*

*snap*

*click*

*snap*

The reporters immediately bombard me with questions and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable.

"Can you give us a comment? Have you meet Jessica Jung, Sandara?" The reporters shoved their mics infront of me. I don't know how to respond. I felt out of place.

But I was startled when Jiyong slides his hands behind my waist and glares at the media. Making the reporters back off, to stop asking sensitive issues. And we make way to the stairs.

For a brief moment I felt happy that Jiyong is holding me like I'm his precious wife, just like before. How he holds me like I was so dear to him. T.T

It feels so different from when I climbed these steps alone.