"So, how's your life back in LA?" Bommie asked as she sips her coffee.

"Well,im actually doing fine there. The place is nice,people are good, work is doing fine.i can say,life is fun back there.

Bommie just nodded. " but,are you really happy?"

Bommie's question had me thinking. Am i really happy?

Well, for the first year of my stay in states, i can say i am happy. I got onto this big accounting firm where for the first 6 months i easily got promoted, i had a very nice apartment in LA, i was able to send harin in a medical school,had the chance to meet new people and have fun. I was living the life that i wanted. But after every night as i lay myseld to sleep, i can feel that something is missing in my life.. Jiyong..

The happiness in me slowly faded like a light. My work doesn't excite me anymore, going out at night became tedious. It feels like hell..  

Jiyong kept calling and texting me, but i couldn't face him. I've hurt him so bad. If only i could pull out jiyong from the phone,i would've done it. I miss him so much. My heart tells me to talk to him, but my pride won't let me..until one day, he stopped calling and texting. I thought its the best for us, but damn, it's torture! Since then, my life became lifeless and dull.

I couldn't look at bommie. Inturned my attention to the bar area. And there,i saw a customized envelope. Bommie followed my gaze and let out a deep sigh.

"It