Chaeyoung's POV "What were you thinking?" I turned around when I heard my cousin's voice. We were all gathered in our house today for our grandpa's birthday. He had been sick lately resulting on me being unable to go to Korea. Yes, I haven't gone back and Jungkook and I haven't talked since four months ago. My heart clenched at the thought of him. What supposed to be a month ended up longer than I had expected. My mom needs help and actually, I was away for too long I had fix all the meas I have left behind and a month doesn't seem to suffice. I could have called him, but I was scared. I was scared that the moment I hear his voice, I would pack my bags and head straight to the airport. And to make things even worse, I lost my phone the day I visited Mark. I must have been too pre-occupied that I didn't notice where I put it. There should have been other ways on how I can contact him again, but everytime I tried to do so, my inside starts to churn and the dull throbbing on my stomach I was sure was not from hunger or any pain, but from nervousnous, so I always ends up losing the courage to do so. Moreover, every night, the stupid me can't help but recall the image of him the last time we saw each other. What's the point of contacting him when I won't be able to be with him at this time? I don't want to live each day forward thinking how Jungkook will be put on a tifht spot and break dwon again just because of me. The boys are probably doing everything to keep Jungkook pre-occuppied. Or that's what I was hoping. "Nothing..." I answered and she just raised an eyebrow at me. My cousin isn't stupid. She knew sonething changed within me after I went back but she isn't asking me anything. I am not really sure if she knew where I was the whole time because I think my mom is the only one who knew. I turned back, my hands taking ahold of the the bar in front of the balcony as I stare at the sky before me. It was alreay late but the sky seemed getting even darker. "You miss him..." she whispered and I turned to her, startled. "What?" I said off-guard. A smale smile escaped her lips before she stare at the sky before us, like what I was doing earlier. "Whoever that person was, you are missing him, " she mumbled and I tried to laugh off ther words. "How do know it's a guy?" "Then is it a girl?" she asked and I pouted.She really has a way of confirming things. "Did he say he loves you?" My heart skipped at her question. "He did,"I answered