It was a fantasy.

Tiffany laughed faintly at the thought as she chugged on another shot of vodka.

SooYoung would never make a scene infront of many people just because of her. The tall girl's not like that. She would never risk putting her precious name in such a ridiculous situation. Not, if it's for her.

Because she is Choi SooYoung. She's widely known. She's a big name. And she is very influential. Many people look up to her.

Though she had already given up her career as a supermodel, she's still known to the society. Doing something like that would definitely ruin her reputation.
 

But aside from what's already stated, the girl just hates her so much to even care when it has something to do with her.
 

How stupid can she get to imagine that sort of thing? SooYoung would never claim her as her wife before the world. She wouldn't dare show her off for everyone to see and shout: 'That's girl's my wife!'.
 

Never.

 

 "Y-Yah! T-Tippany Hwang! A-Are you on d-drugs?" TaeYeon asked once more, her talking already slurred because of too much alcohol consumption.

Though this time, Tiffany's been completely awakened from her self-imposed stupor.

She chuckled at her drunken friend. "W-What are you s-saying TaeTae? I'm n-never on drugs. Just d-drunk."

TaeYeon hiccupped. "A m-minute ago you l-looked like you're on the v-verge of c-crying, bu-but now y-your laughing by y-yourself? W-wash wit you?"

Wow. How did TaeYeon notice that when she's way more drunk than her?

Tiffany lifted her head and to her surprise, her other friends were also staring at her. Especially, YoonA.
 

 "W-What?!" she snapped, her friends are being damn weird by the minute.

 "W-What's bugging you, T-Tiff? Your f-facial e-expression changed second by s-second," Jessica mused.
 

She frowned and it made her dizzier. What kind of is happening to the world right now? Her friends being keen observers when they're drunk?
 

Or was she that apparent right now?
 

She just shrugged it off to avoid any more questions. "Y-You're just as drunk as I am, g-guys." She took one last shot then slammed the glass at the table. "C-Come on! L-Let's dance downstairs!"
 

Before she could take a step, Jessica got a grip of her wrist. "N-No. I-It's already late. We a-are going home n-now, M-MiYoung."
 

 "E-Eh? I-I don't w-want to. I d-don't have a home now, J-Jessi. Dad took my c-condo from me," she complained.
 

 "B-But you h-have your Dad's m-mansion," Sunny noted.
 

 "S-since when d-did I stay there? W-When we a-attended uni in Connecticut, I-I'd never s-stayed there when we come home f-for vacation."

 "You c-could stay at m-my unit," Jessica offered as she stared dreamily at a certain doe-eyed, who hadn't noticed her ogling because she's looking at Tiffany instead.

 "Or m-mine," Sunny added.
 

 "No. I'll take her home."

They all abruptly turned their heads to the person who just butted in.
 

 "A-Aye, S-SooYoung. You know Ppany's h-house?" Taeng asked, her head already slumped on the table.


 "B-Babo. T-They were g-girlfriends before, o-of course, she knows," Sica managed to say sarcastically. She's still obviously miffed by the thought that her bestfriend kept that from her.


 "J-Jessi!" Tiffany hissed, her face even brighter red than her hair.


 "What?"


SooYoung walked over to them and grabbed Tiffany's purse then her wrist. "Let's go, Tiffany."


Fany tried to pull her hand but the tall girl didn't even budge. "Y-Yah! T-There's just no w-way I-I'm coming with you!" 


SooYoung shook her head in disapproval. "You're already drunk, Miss Hwang." She then turned to the others. "Was your friend always like this when drunk?"


 "Y-Yeaaah. E-Even when she's not." They all laughed at HyoYeon's remark except for the three people who knew what's really going on. Tiffany glared at her friend.


 "Okay. I'm taking her to her house. Bye for now, girls," SooYoung said for the last time, throwing YoonA a knowing look who's eyeing her suspiciously in return.


YoonA stood from the couch. "Gimme your keys, Soo. I'll get your car."


 "You don't have to, Yoong. It's not parked that far."


 "It's alright. I insist. Besides, you have Tiffany to accompany," the doe-eyed emphasised.


The taller girl just sighed and held the keys out. "Here."


YoonA got the keys and turned to Jessica. "You stay here. I'll be back and send you all home, okay?"
 

***
 

 "Soo, are you sure you're not going to hurt her?" YoonA asked as she glanced over the dozing Tiffany inside the car.


SooYoung gasped. "Damn, Yoong. You made it sound like I'm a mad person who's always beating their wife," she then remarked cynically.


 "What's the difference with what you did to her before?"


 "Yoong, I never did lay a finger on her just to hit her," SooYoung persisted.


 "I didn't say it literally. We both know you were hurting her," YoonA pointed out.


 "Whoa. That's where you're wrong. I never hurt Tiffany. She's hurting herself."


That did it. YoonA couldn't believe that her bestfriend's being blinded by her own hatred. Which until now, YoonA doesn't know the reason why she's having such hatred in her heart.


 "Just ! You can never be serious, Choi SooYoung!" she snarled.


 "Was using her on your wedding night and leaving her alone in Vegas, just to fly to Spain the next day without her knowing, not hurting her?"


 "Yoong, she didn't mind—"


 "Bull! Was booking a flight to Hawaii and sending her there first, keeping her