Moonbyul was too stunned to speak or to do anything for that matter. She stood still as she watched the other woman she had been trying to get in touch with for the past couple of months screaming at a door.

Processing everything that Wheein had told Yongsun a few moments ago and the fact that Dahee was nowhere to be seen, Moonbyul had come up with an explanation that, even though it seemed incredibly unlikely, in her mind was the only thing that made sense.

Dahee and Wheein had set her and Yongsun up.

- Congratulations, Moonbyul.

Yongsun’s voice and her clapping woke Moonbyul out of her thoughts.

- I’m sorry, what?

- This. All of this, was your idea, right? You planned this and it worked out very well.

- Uhm… actually, I didn’t. For real. I had no idea this would happen. As I said earlier, Dahee invited me to dinner here. That’s why I’m here. I’m as confused as you are, trust me. I guess I’ll call her for… you know, see what’s going on.

- Oh, yes, call your wife and work this thing out. And don’t worry, I’ll be pleased to leave you two alone for your romantic dinner.

- Ex-wife.

Yongsun chuckled.

- Yeah, I heard that before already.

- No, but--

Moonbyul didn’t even had time to finish her sentence as the person she was calling answered immediately.

- Dahee, hi.

- Hey, Moonbyul. What’s up?

- I’m here at Wheein’s cafe.

- I know. Wheein just texted me about it.

- Great. So, how long do you think you’ll take to get here? Because I’m here at the rooftop with… uhm, Yongsun, and Wheein locked both of us here for some weird reason.

- Yongsun is still there with you?

- Yeah, I don’t --

- Put me on speaker.

- Wait, really?

- Yeah, yeah.

- …Okay…

Yongsun, who was walking around the rooftop waiting for the call to end, was caught by surprise when the voice on the other end of the phone called her name, making her stop in her tracks and come closer to the table where Moonbyul was standing by.

- Yongsun?

- H-hi, Dahee.

- Oh, hi!

Moonbyul didn’t like the idea of those two chatting with each other. Her memories of what happened the last time they had a “conversation” weren’t exactly positive.

- When you will come? - Moonbyul interrupted the conversation the two had just begun.

- Oh, I won’t.

- Excuse me?

- Are you two sitting?

- Uhm, no.

- I know there’s for a certain that there’s a table with two chairs at the rooftop where you two are. Sit there both of you and put the phone on the table, Moonbyul.

Yongsun chuckled.

- You can’t be serious.

- Of course, I’m serious! Now do as said and put those asses on those chairs, right now! I’m playing Just Dance with Yuna and she will kill me if I don’t go back in there in 5 minutes. Come on, hurry up!

Even though they were a little bit hesitant, they did as Dahee instructed, better said, as Dahee commanded them.

- I heard the sound of the chairs moving, great. Now we can begin.

- Begin with what? What is happ--

- First of all, as I said before, I won’t be joining you two in a physical manner. Sorry I lied to you, Moonbyul, and, since she told me she’ll be taking a while to finish preparing the food, I’ll be in charge of speaking for her too; Wheein’s sorry she lied to you too, Yongsun. As you might have realized by now, this was all a setup to get you two together in the same place.

- Ok, Wheein I can understand wanting to set up this whole thing, but why would want me to be locked on some rooftop with your wife?

- Ex-wife, Yongsun. We’ve been officially, by law, divorced for about… 3 months or so now, I’ve moved out of the house, we’ve reached an agreement regarding Yuna’s custody and all those sorts of things.

- Oh…

- Yeah… Now, since the day after she asked me for the divorce, I know that Moonbyul had been trying to contact you to apologize for everything she did and you haven’t even given her the opportunity to talk. I won’t be going into detail about what she was trying to apologize for because that’s her job and I hope she’ll do that after this call ends. As someone who sees Moonbyul every day because of Yuna, not being able to even talk to you about that, Yongsun, is killing her from the inside, and that’s actually the reason why I’m doing this; because it’s killing me seeing her like that. Look, I’m not saying you should forgive and forget everything she did because