Prologue:

Leigh gasps for air when her eyes open. She looks around and sees that she is inside her very familiar room and lying in her own bed. She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes then she comes back to reality. She is back from the induced coma; the girls have put her through. So, it has been that much time since her heart stops beating just to fool Jiyong that she’s dead.

Leigh does wonder now, how well he is coping up with his loss. As per plan, she has to leave him for them to be back to the way they were, to total strangers. Will that really happen as she plans? Or will he not move on like the hard headed person he is?

She heaves a sigh as she thinks about it. His decision is beyond her control and there’s no way to know if he chose the right one. His stubborn mind might do the work but she has to have faith to his decision that he will prioritize his family rather than mourning for her so called death.

"Welcome back to the living world," they all greet her with a smile.

But sadly, Leigh notices their smile is not the exuberant one but the grimly one. She has the same because she knows what they have been through to keep with the acting at saying goodbye to the lonely guys she left there in loneliness.

"I'm sorry for what you have been through but I am really grateful for what you have done. It is not easy to remove the tumor in my head and at the same time keep me in coma."

"Leigh, are you really happy in your decision?" Cara inquires, looking sadly at her.

Leigh gazes away, looking at the clearly rising sunrise view from her room at the manor. "Are we really back to Italy?" she changes the subject. Even she doesn't know what to reply to that question. It will never be a happy one as long as both parties are hurting.

There is silence for a while before they finally give Leigh an answer. "Yes, we are home. You have been sleeping for quite some time already. It is a good thing that your vital signs didn't drop one bit in the long travel." Clarisse answers, trying to get away from the murky atmosphere they were in.

Clarisse is right. It is a good thing that nothing bad happens while Leigh is sleeping or else that would have taken her life in an instant.

"I am so against what you have done but there is nothing I can do about it," Minho whispers in Leigh ears.

"I know," Leigh responds glumly. "How many days have I been out?" she says inquisitively.

"You've been out for four days. You have been back in Italy for days and yet, we are all worried that you might not really wake up even if the surgery was successful." Cara utters like she is fighting so hard just to express her stress and relief she is feeling.

Leigh smiles weakly. "I know what you are feeling," she tells them. "But I did promise you that I will live for the sake of the family I have sworn to protect."

"Then Leigh," Clarisse butts in with a sad looking face. Leigh looks at her with a confuse look. Did she do something that she has not apologized for? "Do you know that you are pregnant?"

Leigh gasps in surprised, not only her but also the two people inside the room. They look at her scrutinizing her very being. "I am?" she asks disbelieving Clarisse statement.

Clarisse nods her head in response. "You are," she confirms.

Leigh takes in a breath then tears start falling from her eyes. "I am not sure at first since I thought that I was only delayed for a few days, so I didn't bother to check and I thought that it is too soon since we only have done it not that many times," she responds in honesty.

"Leigh," they utter her name as they see Leigh weeps in remorse or sadness or even happiness about the news.

Leigh is crying because she left Jiyong not even telling him about this good news she had received. And that's the only thing she regrets but will not because he will only lose his whole being if he knew about it.

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It has been four days since they have left and it has been four silent days with no problems around the area but it is also silent in the room of the boss of the Triad as he mourns for the loss lives of his comrades and his very own personal angel.

Jiyong looks up into the sky and the light from the sun blinds him. "Leigh, it's been four days and yet my heart is still hurting like hell," he utter to no one since he's alone in his room.

"Boss," Top calls from outside.

"Yes," Jiyong replies hoarsely.

"Your uncle wants you to see you in his home," Top relays and there is silence at the other side as he waits for Jiyong’s answer.

"I will be there in a minute. Prepare the car already, I'll meet you downstairs." Jiyong commands.

"Yes, boss," Top replies and Jiyong then heard his fading footsteps.

Jiyong raises his arm and the silver bracelet shines in the light of the sun. "I'll visit you before going to meet him."

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Jiyong walks towards the bridge, holding a bouquet of yellow tulips wrapped in dark blue wrapper with a yellow ribbon to hold them tight. He places the flowers down the floor in front of the dark blue lock they had instilled in here. He prays silently for a few minutes while his subordinates gawk at him from afar.

"He is barely coping up," Youngbae mutters in worry.

“There’s nothing we can do but watch in the sidelines,” Top expresses the same concern the whole group is having. It has only been days but it felt like months for all of them.

All at the same time, the boys look at their wrist and smile sadly as they remember the girl who gave them the bracelets and the laughter they shared with her and then they sigh. The memories are good enough to make them sad too but they can’t be sad.

“Let’s go,” Jiyong states, back to his calm and blank expression like a boss.

They nod their heads and walk back to the car.

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YG exhales as he sees through the window, how pale and sad looking his son is. Jiyong is trying to be hard and strong for the Triad but he can’t hide his feelings to him. He can read Jiyong like a book since he is a kid. Jiyong is the kind of guy who doesn’t like to burden others with his feelings but it’s a good thing his friends are always around him. They can help Jiyong cope up with the loss and grief, he is feeling right now. Those boys will lighten him up and get him back up to his usual self.

“It’s good to see you out of your home,” YG expresses his gladness and keeps his worry away. He welcomes Jiyong with a smile and a fatherly hug and then acknowledges the presence of his son’s friends.

Jiyong returns the hug and smiles fake to him. “I will be okay, uncle. Just give me time to fix myself and mourn for her death. Give me few days to put back the pieces I’ve loss.” Jiyong mutters hoarsely trying to fight the urge to weep in front of his uncle.

YG rubs Jiyong’s back and speaks, “It’s alright. There is no need for you to be strong in front of me and your friends. Let it all out.”

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This is the continuation of the first story I have finished in this site, entitled Lies.

But, I think you can read it without reading the first. I guess. KEKEKE

Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading it.

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