Tiffany sat alone at the park in the evening. Not more people at the park that time since it was late evening. She sobbed softly because Taeyeon words make her hurt. Suddenly someone hand a handkerchief to her. She lifted her head up and shocked

“Arthur Zachary?” She asked the person in front of her. His hand still extend to give Tiffany handkerchief
“Yes, it’s me. Take this and wipe your tears” Tiffany take the handkerchief and wipe her tears with it
“Can I seat?” Arthur asked gently
“Sure” Tiffany nodded and Arthur seat at the empty space beside her
“What are you doing here?” Tiffany asked after she calm herself and took deep breath
“I told you that my company have branch here so I manage it, that why I’m here” Arthur said
“Oh I forget, my bad” Tiffany chuckled
“It ok”
“But who take care of Brandon there?”
“He’s with my parents. Don’t worries, they will take care of him since they know him well”
“I thought he come back with you”
“He doesn’t want. He said he’ll be back soon”
“Ok”
“Why are you crying here? Care to tell me?”
“What if I don’t want to tell you?”
“It up to you, I just want to share what make you cried like that. At least I can be your listener” Arthur shrugged his shoulder
“Nothing too much but it is about Brandon dad. He accused me for being good to him on purpose. So it hurt me too much” Tiffany said
“So you’re close to his daddy?”
“Yes, we’re close since university. I worked at his company and we’re just like sibling”
“Oh, I heard about it from Brandon. He said you are like his daddy’s sister and always with him”
“So he talked about us to you?”
“Yes, he talked more about all of you, especially about his daddy. I can feel that he missed him so much. I can’t help but told him to be patience”
“So you’re close to him since before?” Tiffany looked at Arthur side profile. Somehow she felt relax while talk to him
“I knew him when he’s 4 years old. They lived next to our house and he always come to my house to play with my nephew. He also called me and my brother ‘papa’ because he followed my nephew. When he’s 10 years old, Jess brought him back here and we rarely met each other, sometimes once a year or twice. Soon as he arrived at States, he called me to fetch him at airport. Then he told me about why he came. He looked sad that time and I told him that I’ll do anything to cheer him up. I brought him home and my family happy to see him again. Then I saw his face looked cheer when he’s with them”
“Luckily that he met someone who know him so that we know he’s safe. His appa doesn