Dara's Point of View

It's been a week since I locked myself in my studio, keeping myself busy by non stopped painting. I can't cry forever and thinking makes me crazy. It's hurts like hell but I need to accept we are not meant to be like Top oppa and Bommie.

"Can I talk to my bestfriend?" I heard his voice as he entered my studio. I ignored him and just continued to paint. 

"I bought your favorite strawberry ice cream and asked your maid to set up the theater room so we can watch movies" he said and I finally looked at him as he gave me a bouquet of white roses. He looked stress out but nevertheless handsome. It's so unfair cause I know I already forgive him

"I miss you so much Dee" and my stupid heart just gave in. I know it is not his fault if he does not love me but still it hurts.

"I miss you too but what are you gonna do?" I voiced out my concerned and it's time I know his plan. 

"I'm going to marry her Dee" He said in a small voice and my heart just broke apart.

"I see. Did the elders know?" Oh God I'm about to cry

"Not yet, I'm sorry that our betrothment is about to be broken but she's pregnant and the child needs to be legitimate" He said not looking in my eyes but holding my hands firmly while I sadly looked at him. Oh God I love him so much and I'm losing him.

"Do you love her?" I asked him, I need to know because if I will accept this I want to know that he will be with the person he loved.