*This is a bit longer than the usual. This chapter is Sica’s POV. Remember, Sica’s “sick” and this is her imagining that Yuri was in front of her. And

The last paragraph is my POV.

I used to love life. I used to love waking up in the mornings knowing that I am within the comfort of your arms. I remember your kisses were my

“alarm clock” – the best I ever had. I used to look forward to tomorrow and what it would bring. Now, I want to turn my back on tomorrow and live

yesterday, for you were there – alive and well. I knew that you weren't happy with how our family turned out – how I became, how Yoona tried 

to carry everything on her tiny shoulders. I wanted you to know that I didn’t want to cry and mourn over your death for so long, but I am just a human

being cursed with this red organ beating inside me. It never stopped crying and hurting… I wanted to, but I just couldn’t, and it was all because I love

you too much. You were a big part of my world, Seobang, you took that big part with you to Heaven, and I could never take it back.

Do you remember when we first met? On that school hallway, where everyone was running around, chatting with their friends, or eating with a

snack on their hands; whereas I stood there, rooted to the spot as I felt my world stopped when you looked at me directly in my eyes. I, the famous

Ice Princess, was reduced into a mere "puddle" just by the stare of this handsomely, beautiful stranger with long jet black hair and sun-kissed skin.

In the blink of an eye, my heart was in the palm of your hands... I fell in love with you at first sight.

Do you remember when you confessed to me that you love me? It was our prom night. I remember you looking so handsome in your black suit and

tie, and your gaping mouth when you first saw me wearing a red gown – that gown is still with me, by the way. Everyone was dancing, drinking

punch or flirting with each other, while you took me outside in the garden, where you confessed to me that you have been in love with me for such

a long time. I didn’t have any second thoughts about accepting your confession, for I love you just as much.

Do you remember our first kiss? We have been in a relationship for months, but we still haven’t kissed yet. You told me you were going to say

something to me in our school’s rooftop, only for you to surprise me with a dozen of roses and our first kiss to officially mark our love for each

other. I swear then and there, I knew that you were the one for me; that you were the one that I’m going to marry and have kids with. We were

so young back then, so naive, so full of happiness that we even promised that we’d have many kids and grow old together. We never knew life

could be so cruel.

Do you remember when you proposed to me? It was the night of our graduation. We were celebrating when you suddenly took me at the balcony,

knelt down, pulled out a tiny box from your pocket, and opened it for me to see a diamond studded silver ring. I was speechless, but I found you so

adorable with you trembling and stuttering like a "babo" – such a far cry from the charismatic and charming Kwon Yuri that I know – when you

asked me the question that I have been longing to hear, “Will you marry me?” Babo, you already had me when you knelt down! We stayed at the

balcony, holding each other as both of us looked happily at the stars – the witnesses to that unforgettable moment. Even though your proposal might

not be that romantic to some, but to me; the bright stars, the moment, the ring, our love… everything was perfect, and I could never ask for more.

Do you remember when we took our wedding vows? I was nervous, but happy. You told me you were too. Our wedding ceremony wasn’t a grand

affair, for we wanted to keep it simple. Only our family, selected relatives and closest of friends were invited. My Bridesmaid was Fany, while your

Best “Man” w