Review:

Okay so the writer didn't give an angst warning for this, so I'm going to give one. Be prepared for pain. Be prepared for heartbreak. darthearts had to call me an ambulance after this. Jessica and Tiffany are in a failing marriage, and Yoona is Jessica's escape on the side. This fic is in Jessica's POV, but I just ached for Tiffany all the way through. I feel kind of mean giving two angst fics right after each other, but the fandom has been quite angsty as of late, hasn't it?


Excerpt:

Jessica automatically retreats to the bedroom, not knowing how to face Tiffany. (The silver band on her ring finger somehow feels tighter than before.) The flowers that Jessica recently gave Tiffany are still in the vase. (It was her last ditch attempt to revive this dying love.)

When she’s finally in bed, she pulls the covers up to her neck and snaps her eyes shut, pretending to be asleep. A while later, she can hear a slight shuffling. There’s a dip on the other side of the bed, but the duvet doesn’t get pulled away from her. Tiffany never fights for anything

(Jessica, included.)