It has been 1 month since Tiffany knew that Taeyeon cheated on her. They never meet again.

Tiffany POV

I think I should forget Taeyeon. It’s hard though, but I have to try.

Yuri, she always besides me. Took away my pain, protect me, and take care of me.

“Yuri-ah, I have a graduation, 2 months ahead” I sit on Yuri’s lap

“that’s good” she smiled

“promise me that you will come” I pressed my forehead against hers

“I promise” she nodded

“I love you, Yul” I kissed her cheek. Her eyes become widen

“I.. I love you too, Tiff” she smiled and blushed

“aww, you’re cute when you’re blushed” I giggle. She look away didn’t answer me

Yuri POV

I just finished working. I came home from worked.

I stand outside my apartment. I lift my hand to knock the door.

But before I knock the door, I heard Tiffany talk to someone.

“c’mon Fany-ah, think about it” I can recognize the voice, it’s Taeyeon

What is she doing here? I want to open the door, but I heard Tiffany start to speak.

“Taeyeon-ah, I don’t want to talk about it”

“why? It’s because you love her? you love her just for awhile Fany-ah. It’s not love, it’s just gratitude, because I hurt you and she was on your side” Taeyeon said confidently

“I’m not sure Taeyeon-ah” Tiffany said in lower tone

“I know what you did when I’m not around. It’s like you cheated on me too. So, it’s fair enough right? I cheated on you, and you cheated on me” Taeyeon convinced

“i..i..i..”

“sssh, don’t deny it. Let’s start all over again. I get my house back, our cars, and our stuffs. I have everything and she’s not. Let’s start all over again Fany-ah. Come with me, we can back home”

I opened the door. I saw Tiffany nodded signaling an agreement. And then Taeyeon kissed her lips. They kissed passionately.

It hurts. Tears escaped from my eyes, rolling down my cheeks. My knees getting weak.

Tiffany break the kiss. She saw me stand in front of the door.

I run, escaped from my apartment. I slammed the door. I heard Tiffany shouting my name, but I ignored.

I run and run aimlessly. I cry heavily.

I know, Tiff. We aren’t meant to be.