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                      "Sica, please, talk to me. I want to know what the heck was going on!"

                      Taeyeon's concerned voice filtered though the locked bedroom door, causing Jessica to spill a fresh torrent of tears. Why he was pretending to be so innocent? Did he think she was blind?

                     "I don't want to talk!" came her reply, muffled by the pillow she had pulled over her head. "And I"m cancelling our date for tonight!"

                      But Taeyeon wasn't the type that give up easily. "Sica, this is crazy. You've been acting really strange these past few days. Are you sure you're all right?"

                     "I'm just fine!"

                      "Look, if it's because I was rubbing suntan oil on Tiffany's back . . . . . . . ."

                       So he knew she wasn't blind after all! "Rub all you like. I couldn't care less!"

                      "Sica, this is really crazy," he repeated. "It was just a little sun-------"

                      But Jessica had shut out his feeble explanations with her pillow. She couldn't bear to listen t any more. The evidence had been right there before her eyes.

                     Even so, she longed to believe Taeyeon, to let herself be convinced it was all a hideous mistake. But it was useless. She might have inherited her looks from her mother, but her rock-hard sense of logichad come straight from her father. It was logical for Taeyeon to fall in love with Tiffany. And there were too many places Taeyeon's life where Tiffany fit in just a little too neatly.

                     Gingerly she lifted the pillow from her head. The thud of receding footsteps sounded Taeyeon's retreat. For some reason that only made her feel worse. She felt abandoned, even though she was the one who had told him to leave. She couldn't help thinking that if he really cared, he would have tried a little harder to convice her.

                     Abruptly the door to the bathroom that connected to the JungSis bedro