Jessica's POV

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Hurrily, I walked out of the room and walked towards my room.

I saw Yuri in the hall.

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Yuri's POV

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I saw Jessica walking quickly with tears streaming down her face.

She tried to walk past me but I grabbed her wrist and turned her body so she was facing me.

She looked up at me, "Let me go." she said angrily as her tears stopped streaming down her face.

She struggled against my grip, but I held on.

"Stop it Yul, it hurts." she said softly as she kept pulling away.

I didn't let go of her, instead, I wrapped my arm around her waist gently and made her face me.

"What happened?" I said softly as I stared at her tear-stained face.

"Nothing." she said as she looked away.

I brought my hand up and made her look at me.

To my surprise I saw more tears streaming down her face.

I let go of her waist and brought my hands up to her face, cuppng her face as I wiped her tears away using my thumb.

"Did you know?" she whispered.

I looked at her, confused.

"Did you know my mom is alive?" she said louder.

My eyes widened, "No! I didn't." I said honestly.

"Your dad paid her to let go of me and Krystal." she said.

I just stared at her.

She stared back and soon tears began to flow down her face as if her tears were a river.

I grabbed her shoulders and brought her body closer to me, hugging her.

She responded and wrapped her tiny arms around my waist and began to cry on my shoulder.

I felt her body shaking against mine as she sobbed silently.

I felt my shirt begin to soak from her tears.

Seeing her cry like this pained my heart.

This wasn't the strong, cold Jessica I knew and thought she was.

This was the weak, fragile Jessica that I don't like seeing.

I didn't say anything as I rubbed her back, soothing her.

Honestly, I don't know why she was crying so much.

I think that all the tears and saddness that was built up in 9 years were finally being release.

I felt Jessica pull away, and I immediately missed the warmth her body gave off.

I pulled away to and bent down to look at her face.

I brought my hands up and wiped the remainder of her tears away.

She smiled shakily at me, "Mianhe." she whispered.

"For what?" I asked.

She pointed to a large, wet stain on my shirt located near my shoulder.

I smiled and shrugged it off, "it's fine, I'll just change later."

We just stood in silence before I broke it.

"I'll go get an icepack, go in your room." I said to her.

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Jessica's POV

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I lay on my bed, staring at my wrist.

Yuri had held on tightly as I struggled.

Honestly, she wasn't the one who hurt me.

If I wasn't struggling, I wouldn't have this red, swollen wrist.

I heard Yuri walking to my room, I pulled the sweater sleeve down to hide my wrist just as Yuri walked in with the icepack.

She sat on the bed next to me and lifted my sweater slightly to see my stomach.

She frowned at the bruises before placing the icepack on me.

I felt Yuri's gaze on my stomach and it's wounds before she talked.

"Sica, what are you going to do now?" she asked as she turned her sight to me.

I looked up at her, "Go back to my mom with Krystal."