Taeyeon’s POV~
 

I slowly open my eyes and adjust them to the surrounding sunlight entering the room from our bedroom window. I let out a small yawn as a look down to find my goddess sleeping soundlessly next to me. Her left cheek rested on my shoulder as her long red hair lay messily scattered on the pillow behind her. I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at her. She never failed to cause my heart to roar and feel butterflies in my stomach. I began to unconsciously play with her hair, lost in my own world, when a sweet smell invaded my sense of smell. I took another whiff of the smell; the very familiar smell. I slowly slipped out of Tiffany’s touch and made my way downstairs silently not to awaken my beauty.

As I made my way down the stairs, the smell intensified and I couldn’t help but feel calm and warm inside. The sound of cooking could be heard from the kitchen and only one person could be responsible for the delicious smell. Umma.

“Good morning Taengoo” my mother said as she flipped something in the pan she was holding. I walked near her and observed. She was cooking pancakes and I couldn’t help but smile. “Morning Umma. Nice to see you still enjoy cooking” I said brightly to her. I had to admit, I was a bit excited to see her cooking. It has been years since I last tasted a meal made by her. She was always off traveling so we never really spent time together. “Yeah, I got back into cooking just a few months ago when I was in America. I was inspired you could say” She said with a bright smile. Her smile was contagious and I found myself smiling back at her. I’m glad you’re happy mom.

“Tae Tae~”

Upon hearing my name being chanted so cutely in that familiar Husky tone, I looked towards the living room to find Tiffany walking down the stairs, still half asleep. She was holding her torotoro doll in her left hand as she opened her hands towards me for a hug. “Cute” I whispered to myself as I made my way towards her. “Morning Miyoungie, how’d you sleep?” I asked her as I put my arm around her waist, pulling her towards the kitchen table. She pouted when I called her MI young and I couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute she was acting. “I was sleeping well until I realized you weren’t there anymore. I felt cold so I got up to look for you” She said groggily as she let out a small yawn. “Then I smelled something delicious and I came down to the kitchen” She beamed a smile when she noticed my mother. “morning Umma” She said as my mom turned to look at as. “Morning sweetie, you hungry?” my mom asked as she set down to plates in front of us. We both nodded as we began to eat. My mother just smiled as she grabbed her own plate, eating happily in front of us.

After breakfast we helped my mother get everything in the car, ready to go to the mansion. I couldn’t help but feel tense. I had to face my brother and my father again. I looked over to where Tiffany was and I found her talking to my mom casually. Was taking her really a good idea right now? I sighed knowing there was no use in backing off now. We had discussed it last night before sleeping and Tiffany said we had to face them sooner or later. I just prefer it was later.

We made our way towards the mansion in silence. I was feeling a bit calmer now with Tiffany’s support. She would secretly send me reassuring smiles and give my hand a small squeeze when she felt my hands get sweaty. Tiffany is probably the strongest person I know. She’s endured so much pain yet she can carry on just fine. She truly is amazing.

“I think it’s about time we have a little talk, don’t you think?” my thoughts were broken by the voice of my Umma. I looked over at her and nodded. Maybe a little conversation would loosen up my tense body. Besides, we still had a lot of time before we arrived at the mansion.

“Siwon called me a few days ago, when I was still in America.”

Upon hearing my brother’s name, I swallowed hard, feeling more nervous than ever. I looked over and met with Tiffany’s chocolate orbs. Her eyes were calm but I knew she was nervous as well. “What did he say?” I dared myself to ask. I held my poker face as I spoke to my mother in monotone.

“He said you wanted to cancel the wedding” She looked at me with an intense gaze but I couldn’t make out her emotion.  “He also said you’re in love, but with someone other than Taecyeon.”

I took a deep breathe. I was never good under pressure. Tiffany didn’t say a word. She knew better than to say anything in a situation like this. She squeezed my hand and looked me straight on the eyes. I could read her easily like a book. She nodded once telling me to speak my mind.

“He speaks truth umma” I said confidently. I found my own voice a bit surprising. “I love another. And I have loved this other for a very long time.” I looked away.

My mother looked at me, her expression the same; unreadable. She stayed quiet, asking me to continue. I swallowed and took a deep breath before I looked up at her. I was determined to say it, and I was pretty sure my face showed it. I took one last look at Tiffany before looking back at my mother, letting all my emotions, my heart entirely into the few words I was about to say.

“The person I love, the love of my life, is sitting right next to me Umma” I looked over at Tiffany and smiled. She looking at me lovingly and smiled back, melting my heart once again. “I love you, Tiffany Hwang” I said confidently more towards Tiffany than anyone.

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