Christmas Eve.

     I wore my favorite coat to cover my white dress. Tonight I’m going to Kyungsoo’s residence. It’ll be my first time to go there. Sorry I made it sound like I’ll be meeting his parents. Kkk~

     “Where are you going?” Chanyeol popped up again like a mushroom.

     “To Kyungsoo’s house.” I blunted while fixing my hair.

     “Why? You won’t celebrate Christmas?”

     “I will. With him.” I replied with a smirk.

     “What about me?”

     That question suddenly rang in my mind. Yeah. What about him?

     “Uh…” yeah. He was gone in my mind this afternoon. He can’t go with me. I’m afraid something would eventually happen… like.. you know.

     Now I’m torn. The other part of my brain forces me to stay. My other half tells me to go to Kyungsoo’s party.

     Heart, what’s your decision?

     Then Chanyeol started to walk away, leaving my inside the bedroom, “You could go, Sunju. It’s fine with me. I’m just a ghost you know … and… I don’t have any connections with you in reality besides that ring.” He said with a wry smile.

     His words trailed on my mind and it made me feel guilty.

     Why would I feel guilty? Ugh -.-

     I really feel guilty. I don’t know what to say now.

     Good conscience: it’s Christmas. Just celebrate it with your husband.

     Bad conscience: it’s your chance to be with Kyungsoo! It’ll be the best gift you’ll ever give to yourself!

     Omo. What will I do now? Think Sunju, think! Make a condition! Make a condition!

     Okay. My mind’s settled.

     If my phone won’t ring within ten seconds, which will indicate Kyungsoo’s call, then I’d stay here. But if it’ll ring, I’ll leave.

     Ten.

     Nine. Please ring.

     Eight.

     Seven.

     Six. Oh, come on. Please call me.

     Five.

     Four.

     Should I continue this one? Ugh!

     Three.

     Two.

     Okay. He really doesn’t have mutual feelings. It’s just a friendly invitation. And I can’t reject it.

      But I already told him I’d come.

     One.

     Final! I’d stay. My phone didn’t receive any call.

     I took off my coat and hang it back to my wardrobe, a little bit excited to tell Chanyeol I’ll be celebrating Christmas here.

     Just then my phone rang.

     “Hello?”

     “Sunju! I’m here outside your apartment. I asked Na Rae your address and I’m not quite sure if this is really the place.”

     Sweat starts dripping from my forehead.

     Kyungsoo came.