Seunghyun's words to her just minutes ago kept playing in her mind, leaving her angry and sad at the same time. Tears started falling from her eyes.

"Why do you still have the power to hurt me even after all these years?" Bom wondered aloud.

" It's because you still love him, noona."

Bom turned around and saw Youngbae. She immediately turned away and wiped her tears. She was afraid to admit that what Youngbae was saying could be true.

Youngbae slowly sat next to her on the garden bench and put his arms around her.

"It's alright, noona. Cry all you want."

At that invitation, the floodgates were opened and Bom could not stop crying.

When she finally calmed down, she thanked Youngbae and forced a smile so that her brother would not be worried.

" No worries Noona, but I will be sending you the drycleaning bill for my Armani jacket! Look, it's ruined because of your tears!"

Bom laughed loudly and hit his arm playfully.

"Sure, if that's the case, I might as well make it worth my money. Let me cry on your jacket some more!!"

"Yah, Noona!"

Both of them then broke into laughter.

Bom sighed loudly and turned to Youngbae, "What am I gonna d