Tiffany POV

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"I'm excited."

"Me too." He said as he caressed my baby bump.

I giggled. "Why are you excited?"

"I'm going to be a father soon."

"Yoong, Yuri's the father of this baby, okay."

"Yeah, I know." He chuckled. "But, Yuri-hyung's my hyung. That makes me a father of his son too."

"You don't make sense. That really doesn't make any sense."

"What? Yes, it does. I've always been Sunkyu's second-appa. Why can't I be this baby's second-appa too?"

"Oh. Alright. Alright. Point taken."

"What are you gonna name him?"

"Hmmm... I don't know. I still haven't decided on the name."

"Haven't you and Yuri-hyung talked about baby names before?"

I sighed loudly, "Don't make me be reminded of that. He wanted to name our future son 'Terminator'."

He laughed loudly, "Damn. That will be awesome!"

"Awesome?! It's freaking ridiculous!"

"Oh. Yes, it is! It's like when he'll be called by his teacher in a school for attendance as, 'Terminator Kwon'? Or even on his college graduation, 'Terminator Kwon, Summa Laude'!!!"

I chuckled again, "You are really a choding. If you're given a chance, would you name your son the same thing too, huh?"

He smirked at me mischievously, "Well, I am standing as the father of that unborn child now. I can name him as 'Terminator' for good." Then, he mocked and acted horribly, "Who are you, handsome guy?--- 'Im Terminator'."

"Shut up! No, I will never name him that one, okay. I already thought of a name."

"Oh yeah? What is it?"

"Well..." I rubbed my tummy. "I'm thinking of almost the same as Sunkyu too... Maybe Kyungsan?"

"So, you're just like interchanging the syllables?"

"Yeah." I sighed deeply. "It's hard to think of names, you know. Kyungsan is kind of easier to pronounce alongside with our first-born. It's gonna be like, whenever I need to shout and scold them, it'll be easier." I acted out, "Sunkyu! Kyungsan! Stop fighting!"

He chuckled, "So, you're saying there's a possibility that the two will fight? Fany-yah, when Sunkyu turns fifteen, Kyungsan will only be Four. I don't think Sunkyu will initiate a fight, neither baby Kyungsan."

"But, if Kyungsan turns Twenty, Sunkyu will only be around Thirty or Thirty-one."

"And you will still scold them by that age?"

I giggled, "Right. You're right. There's no chance of them fighting."

He chuckled, "Why would you want them to fight, anyway?"

"I don't want them to fight, okay. I just find it cute to scold the both of them at the same time."

"Alright. Alright. Weirdo."

"Hmpf. Shut up."

"When's the possible date again?"

"The Doctor said it's most probably 4th of July."

"Hmmm. Seven weeks more... Now, I really can't wait."

"Me too."

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"This day would have been your fourth birthday, sweetie..." I mumbled under my breath. A tear escaped from my eye as I stared at the presentation material that was handed to me for the board meeting. "I wouldn't be here at work. I'm probably busy preparing for your birthday now..."

"Ma'am..."

I looked at Hyomin, my secretary, "Yes? What is it?"

"The presentation just ended, ma'am."

I smiled at her, "Right. Sorry." I redirected to the other attendees. "I'm sorry if I've been spacing out. I don't have any comments or remarks with the presentation. So, anyone who does, please don't hesitate and share it with us."

"We have no further comments, Miss Stephanie." one of my executives responded. The others nodded as well.

"Alright. Before dismissing this meeting, I would like to congratulate everyone for a great second quarter. Keep it up, everyone. Thank you." Everyone shared a round of applause. "Meeting adjourned."

Hyomin helped me out on my things and eagerly followed me back to my office. "Ma'am."

"Yes, Hyomin?"

"Are you uhhmm... Are you okay?"

I chuckled, "I am okay. Why do you always love to check up on me if I'm okay whatever?"

"Well... I have my reason now. You looked so much into your thoughts earlier. You cried for a bit too."

I sighed, "Aren't you used to me yet? I've been your boss for almost three years, Hyomin."

"I know that, but..." She sighed. "Lately, you're back to your old isolated self again. You always order me to disregard inquiries of your friends on me. You always shrug them off." We arrived at my office. Still, she continued, "Even your best friend. I thought you two are back to normal and totally okay now. What's this?"

"We're still okay. I just don't want to be bugged right now, that's all." I sat on my office chair. She had herself helped on one of my chairs in front of my desk.

"Hmmm."

"Now, what, Hyomin? Why are you still here? Aren't you supposed to go back on your desk?"

She ignored me and continued to ask, "Let me guess. This is because of Sir Yuri, right?"

"Do you really want to get fired from prying into my life, huh?"

"Just freaking answer me, ma'am."

I sighed, "Fine. It's somehow related to him but not entirely."

"Hmm. I see..." Then, she looked away as if immersed in her own thoughts.

"Spill it. What's on your mind?"

"Ma'am... Can I tell you something? It's not really factual but, it's going there."

"What is it?"

"Remember the delivery guy who always hands you flowers wherever you go every 29th of the month?"

"Yeah, what about him?"

"I met him at the mall a few weeks ago."

"Uhuh?"

"With Sir Yuri."

I was a little startled. I responded, "O-okay???"

"And remember we met him back in SKY office several months ago."

"..."

"He denied working in SKY and was just applying for a job. But, then, during that time I saw him. I asked him directly if he's Sir Yuri's subordinate and for how long... It turned out he's been his sidekick for many years already."

"So, what are you trying to pertain?"

"That, maybe... Sir Yuri was the one giving you flowers since January 29, 2014, and until October last year."

I faked a chuckle as I focused on my laptop. "Yeah, right. That does make sense. Why would he give me flowers every 29th? What's with January 29? I don't remember any special day related to us on that day."

"It could not be January. Maybe it's in another month. I always remember there is one month that the flowers were always bigger and extravagant."

October 29... The last bouquet... The delivery guy even emphasized that day on me...

She continued, "Well... ma'am... if you ask me... probably 29's your previous anniversary date or something. It could be that.

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"Hey."

"..."

"I'm sorry."

"Do you really hate me that much?"

" I'm really not good with words. I'm sorry."

"..."

"Tiffany."

"What?!"

"...Will you be my girlfriend?"

***

Subconsciously, a smile escaped from my lips. It was that day... right... That lousy day when Yoong and Taeyeon have been trying to help him out the whole day just to confess to me. He was such a shy boy, despite him a bit arrogant on me. He was still so inexperienced in courting women, that, he even resorted to those two chodings for help. It was such a desperate move for me...

"Ma'am?" Hyomin suddenly called to snap me out.

"Y-yes?"

"You're smiling weirdly."

"N-nothing. I just remembered something ridiculous."

"I see. Well, anyway, what do you think? It could be that special date, right?"

I sighed again, "You're over-thinking, Hyomin. And, so what if he's the one giving me flowers every month?"

"That just means he always cared for you. And judging from the fact that his subordinate knew where are you all the time, it just means, you've been secretly spied on. Probably, he was really looking after you secretly."

"But, why January 2014, then?"

"..."

"He faked his death December 2012. It's more than a year gap. What's the