Namjoon puts the cell phone in his pocket. Mondays are always tiring. Though he is being able to get home before 6 p.m. He sighs lightly. It was a productive day. He went to the site in the early afternoon where he met Park Jimin who looked a bit withdrawn and worried. He had taken Noel and Park Sooyoung to the hospital before going there. Did something happen to... ? Uhmm... No. May be not. He does not think so. Or else Noel would have definitely informed him.

It must be Mr. Park's personal matter...  Namjoon decides.

He is about to leave his office when his secretary calls, "Sir, Mr. Kim wants to meet you..."

"Mr. Kim?" His confusion is detectable.

"Yes...MR. KIM SEOKJIN..." She replies.

At first Namjoon thought he is hearing things. He is so shocked that...

"Ummm...hello? Sir...?" His secretary asks hesitately when there is a prolonged silence from her boss.

"Huh? Yes...uh...Send him in..." He blurts out.

Why is he here?! How...?! He cannot find any answer.

His mind is in wreck when he hears the distinct knock on the door.

"Come in..." He manages to keep calm and indifferent.

Kim Seokjin enters the room and the two men look at each other. They are trying their best to cover their mutual hatred. 

"So...How can I help you... Mr. Kim Seokjin? Oh! Where are my manners?! Please have a seat!" Namjoon smiles with mockery and fake courtesy. There is no common ground between them professionally. So it has to be personal. It has to be concerning the two women through whom they are associated albeit grudgingly.

Seokjin takes the seat as offered. His posture is as domineering and elegant as ever, making Namjoon roll his eyes in disgust.

"I would not have come here if my hands were not tied..." His tone is acidic.

"Sure..." Namjoon sneers.

"I..." He gulps thinking about the favour he is going to ask for but keeps his heart-ache and humiliation aside for the sake of Irene, "...I want you to talk with Irene..." He looks down avoiding his eyes.

Namjoon thinks he is hallucinating. At first THE KIM SEOKJIN comes to meet him personally at his office, he is sitting in front of him to TALK, this is the first conversation, no matter what its nature is, they are having in months and now he is asking him to communicate with IRENE??!!

"I am sorry...WHAT?!" He cannot help but ask. His heart-beat rate inceases against his will.

 Seokjin sighs, "Yes. I need you to speak with her...She...It has been 70 days to our child's death and she has not cried or even mentioned about it. She is all quiet and completely stiffened. I tried so much but..." It is so embarrassing to accept his failure infront of this man but he has no choice, " The psychiatrist has told to make her cry or at least react to it. Or else it will be fatal for her... Also today..." He cannot believe he is telling all this but he has to.

"Today...?" Namjoon chokes out. His tone is already restraining as he imagines his Ren in such state.

"Yes...Today she had an appointment. She got some tests done as required and prescribed. She...she may never...her..." Seokjin takes in a deep breathe. He cannot understand how to say it, such personal thing... "She may never become a mother again...Her miscarriage proved to be very...destructive.  Also the anti-depressants she has been taking caused some severe anomaly, according to the doctor..." He stops. His eyes are pouring. He closes them tightly and sighs deeply, "On the top of that she saw...she saw Joy...just after learning about her own condition... at the hospital..."

Namjoon flinches visibly at the mention of Joy. Oh goodness...!! Ren did not know?!

"She pushed Joy and ran to the road, frantic, and I had to get her home with much difficulty. Then she locked herself. Though I unlocked the door she is still..." He looks back at him.

Namjoon looks very distraught. He is tearing up as well. He has never imagined Irene to be in such woeful state.

"Can you...can you pl..." He does not even need to complete his request.

Namjoon wipes his tears and stands up, "I'll take my car." He leaves abruptly.

Seokjin came almost at the end of the working hours so that they would not have to be seen together by Namjoon's employees and avoid some unwanted attentions. Wise decision on his part. They may not know about their "love-triangle" with Irene but they know about their clash regarding Joy. They leave the almost empty building, saving their prestige but bearing their wounds... 

The cars come to halt infront of the Kim mansion. The men step into the house. Namjoon feels a similar quiver within him. The one he can feel when Irene is sad or in trouble. He shakingly walks into the main entrance. It is the first time he has ever stepped inside. The maids and butler are shocked to see him with Seokjin. And since they work in both households for years, they know about them well  . The two men consciously ignore their prying eyes and head upstairs.

Namjoon stands at their bedroom door. Seokjin gestures him to enter. Irene is sitting on the floor with her head resting on the bed. Her face is pressed down on the mattress and it seems she does not know about their arrival.

Namjoon enters the room slowly and Seokjin walks out and stands by the door. Can this be any less symbolic than it already is??

He slowly approaches her and gazes.  Oh! It has been so long that he is seeing her from such less distance...So close...

He tentatively touches her head. Irene stiffens. She stops breathing. This is distinctively Namjoon's touch!! But how is that possible?! How can he be here?!...

She raises her head to see him, standing infront of her, with his that loving expression which she knows is reserved for her, only. 

One glance of this man and all her sufferings, trauma, pain, hopelessness, which she has buried within her for the last 70 days, erupt. As if the hindrance between her soul, heart and sensations is demolishing and flooding her with uncontrollable agony and sorrow which needs and wants to be realised, once and for all... 

"Na-Namy..." She utters pathetically the first word out of after their child's death.

Seokjin begins to wonder if it is possible for his already broken heart to be shattered million times...

Namjoon swiftly sits beside her and hugs her tightly. Irene clings to him as if her life depends on it. She begins to pour her heart out through her tears and the men are not left behind. The irony of the whole situation is that they are crying for almost the same reason but in different prospect. It goes on for hours...

Finally Namjoon lets go of a worn-out Irene who has fallen asleep in months without any medication. Another blow at Seokjin's love... He picks her up slowly and places her on the bed. After tucking her in he looks at her husband who is still standing at the door. 

Seokjin nods at him, "Thank you..."

Namjoon leaves the room quietly and turns back, "No...THANK YOU..." He walks out without looking at anywhere.

"Okay... Don't worry so much Aunty!! We are fine...I- I am fi-fine..." Joy tries to assure Cheonsa who has gone on a holiday with her husband. The couple has been saving for years and they finally got the chance after Mr. Lee retired. She does not want to disturb their relaxing time whom she has begun to love like her own parents.

"Bye...I love you..." She keeps her phone. Wiping her tears she looks at the sleeping little girl beside her. Today began on a very unusual note and ended in the most bizarre and disturbing way possible. At first, Namjoon "fake flirted" with her. "Fake flirted"...is that even an expression?! She snorts. Then she saw her baby, which turned into a seriously bitter experience when Irene saw her. She could never dream of hurting her oppa and sister-in-law but did it anyway. Irene had pushed her out of the way and she shuddered to think what would have happened if Jimin did not catch her on time?!

The last nail in the coffin was when Noel saw Namjoon's car stopping in front of the Kim Mansion. What stunned everyone was that he had accompanied Seokjin there!! To understand what was happening Noel called one of the maids to ask.

She informed that Irene had been in her room since morning and Namjoon was hugging her and three of them were "bawling" if quoted. Seokjin was standing outside and they saw that from the staircase.

That does not left anything from the imagination. They knew Irene was in trauma for more then 2 months now and she had even stopped talking. So she can easily assume that her oppa must have asked for Namjoon's help. 

She gives out a hollow chuckle. Her heart breaks (again and again) for two reasons. One for her own failure and misjudgment of love. What was she thinking?! How can she make place for herself and their child in his heart when there is NO place?! Was not his lamentation for Irene's stillborn enough to point the fact out?! Hell!! Was it not enough when he "courted" and "married" her just to avenge her oppa and Irene?! Then trapped her which is a totally distinct matter to begin with!!

The second reason is that she can thoroughly feel and imagine how much her oppa is hurt. He must believe himself to be a failure as she thinks herself as one now... 

Namjoon after coming back just went to his room and ordered them to leave him alone.

She looks at the clock to see it was past midnight. She sighs. She has to sleep. She lies down when someone knocks on the door.

Who can it be at such hour?

She opens the door to understand that the day was not over...the last nail is yet to be driven in the coffin.

Namjoon is standing in front of her. He is intoxicated, she can tell. He is having trouble to stand on his feet straight. He enters her room and sits on her side of the bed, indicating her to come closer.

A cold chill runs down her spine. Here?! At her such condition?! Oh God!! Aera is sleeping on the bed!! Has he lost all his mind and shame?!

She feels she will get sick. She quickly shakes her head, frightened and disgusted.

Namjoon frowns at her in confusion and agitation. Then his eyes follow her hand which is resting on her bump protectively and then look back to see where she is looking; the other tiny occupant on the bed. His eyes shot up in realization.

"Are...ar-are yo-you ou-out of yer mindh?!" He grimaces. "Wh-What the hell are ye thin-kin?! Ewwhh..." He slurs out in disgust. "Just come here!!" He again moving his fingers towards himself...