"Tiffany, are you home?" I texted Tiffany.   "Will you visit my place with your boyfriend?" She asked.   Now that I think about it... Tiffany is currently dating someone.   "No, but are you currently with your boyfriend?" I replied.   "Boyfriend?!"   Maybe they've broken up. Hmm..   My phone rings. It's Tiffany.   "Will you come or not? I still have to go later for my taping." Tiffany asked.   "I will! Please give me at least 30minutes." I answered.   She hangs up. She had really gotten cold...   ON TIFFANY'S HOUSE....   "You only got 10minutes then you'll already need to go." Tiffany said.   "But I came earlier than 30minutes! Can't you give me more time, please?" I sighed.   "That's all the time I've got. I can't do anything about it. I don't want to be the kind of actress who does things the way she wants to." Tiffany explained.   "Then let's not waste any more time." I said.   "Take a sit and tell me why you're here." She coldly said.   "I have a lot of questions and loads of things to say. But I will only go with the most important ones since I only got a few minutes left. Do you hate me?"   "Yes."   "Why?"   "Think of the thing I told you at the comfort room."   "What?!" I frowned.   She shrugs.   "Why did you save your number on my phone and how did you know my number?"   "Why the hell would I even do that?!"   "You had texts on my phone with your name already saved on it!"   She takes her phone and shows me her inbox.   Wait.... This is making me even more confused!   Jessica: This is Jessica. Jessica Jung. Didn't you miss me? Because I missed you. Tiffany: I missed you. Jessica: I see that you've changed. You've gotten more aggressive. You even took this job even after knowing you'll be working with me. Do you really want me to suffer that much? Tiffany: I'm STILL that Tiffany but you're no longer Jessica. You've gotten slow. Jessica: Let's talk next time. Tiffany: Save my number and feel free to call or text me if you want to. But if not, then okay.   I paused for a while after reading everything. Now that I think about it, that night while I was sleeping on Stanley's car...   FLASHBACK   Why does it feels like the car isn't moving? It must be traffic.   I slightly opened my eyes and saw Stanley holding my phone. He must be playing some games again.   I closed my eyes again and went back to sleep.   END OF FLASHBACK   "I thought he just saw your messages and saved your number. I can't be wrong about it. It was Stanley who sent you the messages. I was sleeping that night on his car. I thought he was just playing some games on my phone since he often does that, that's why I ignored him when I saw him ho