Few months later

I took a deep breath from the balcony of my newly owned condominium in Los Angeles. It has been a month since I fully recovered from the traumatized event. My name is finally back as one of the heiresses of the company. Grandma is trilled to see that her beloved granddaughter has recovered. But I just had to say no. Life without Tiffany will never be the same anymore. It is suffocating to live in the same house where I will still see Tiffany everywhere in each part of the house.

Now I am here, in Tiffany’s birthplace. I have set up an orphanage for unfortunate Korean American children. Just like what my bride would do if she were still alive.

“Miss Kim, where should we put these frames?” a man’s voices broke the silence.

I turn my back,”Just put somewhere that I could enjoy the view and the photos” I said.

“Miyoung-ah, you will always have a special part in my heart. Will I move on? I do not think so. Not anytime soon. The clock is ticking. Maybe one day, I can join you on the other side,”

Author's Notes: After 3 years I am back in this platform wuhuu. Thank you for reading!