(Chapter song: Loïc Nottet - Million Eyes) 

   I felt cold in the middle of my sleep, so I opened my eyes slowly and the first thing I saw was her eyes dazzling under the sun light looking at me. I held the blanket that slipped away from me in the night and turned my body to the other side away from her gaze. I covered myself then closed my eyes tight, trying to go back to sleep. 

   I felt her getting out of the bed, then heard her foot steps coming to my side, she put a bottle of water beside me, “Good morning” she said then walked out to the balcony. 

   I stepped out of the bed, then to the balcony door. I slightly opened it then stretched my arm out and gripped her shirt, I pulled her inside then closed the door. 

   I ignored her shocked expression and went to the bed, I sat on the edge of the bed, opened the water bottle and took a sip. 

  “Did you think yesterday I would’ve done it?” she asked from across the room

   “Done what?” I closed the bottle 

   “...jumped?” She said Sitting on the floor 

   I sighed  “You seemed like” I said,  not looking at her 

   “I would never do it” she said putting her head on her knees 

   I nodded “good” I got up and walked to the bathroom 

   She held my hand before I reach the door. She stood up beside, still holding my hand, “Why did you come?” She asked

   I rubbed my forehead then turned to look at her. Her face was swallowed and her eyes are puffed from all the crying. 

   “Because I couldn’t bare the thought of you jumping” I said waiting for her to let go of my hand

   “Why you couldn’t?” She kept asking 

   “Because I was forbidden from happiness and you made me taste it in the most painful way and now I can’t let go” I took her hand off me then walked to wash my face. 

   When I walked out I saw her siting on the edge of the bed with book in her hand. She looked up at me. Then lift the book up “Hayeon told me to give you this” she said 

  From the first glance I knew which book that is, I shut my eyes tight; holding my tears back. 

  “She said she wanted you to get it” she added, pulling her arm up to hand me the book. 

  I walked to her, and took the book. Then sat on the bed close to her. 

  “Sorry, she insisted” she said looking down to her locked hands

  I nodded, looking on the book. Telling myself not to cry. 

  “She also requested me to ask you one question” she said turning her head to look at me. “She said ask her to tell you about it...” she said and I immediately looked at her, I was taken back... why would she tell her that 

  “I don’t know what ‘It’ is, but she told me to ask you about what happened...” she added while her eyes were so deep in mine. 

  “Nothing,” I stood up, then felt her fingers touch on my arm

  “That was the only thing she asked me to ask you, she said I need to know” She told me, 

   “No, you don’t need to know” I said wanting to move my arm away from her touch

  “Okay,” She said 

  I looked at her 

  “I’m not going to force you or keep asking you to tell me. If you want you will and I’ll be here to listen” 

  How can she be able to do that to me. I sat back down and looked at her and she looked back at me.

  “I wasn’t in the beginning of my career, I was in the hype of it, the maximum of it” I started and she listened like she said she will 

  “I was on every billboard, every magazine cover, every social media icon; I was killing the marketing” I continued “But I fell in love with this guy. Hi presence was it, I felt alive with him, he gave me the world” 

  She nodded paying attention but not saying anything... I wanted her to say nothing. 

   “Winter and summer passed and it was it” I said “I was able to contain my career and my love life, we were everything together but we were in real life nothing. And as the time passed the mental torture continu