After Yixing’s shocking revelation, Tao and Kris left the couple, sensing it was best for them to talk about it alone. Jieun remained seated on her chair, while her boyfriend sat across her. With his palms forward, he nervously stared at his girlfriend, who was clearly trying to figure out what words are to say next.  Unaware of Yixing’s mood, Jieun was stuck in her little bubble, biting her lip, as the woman tried to control the rage she wanted to unleash. Jieun couldn’t make sense of the situation anymore. “First it was Jin, then Luhan, and now him,” she thought of bitterly. Jieun felt like destiny was playing with her.

“Jieun-ah,” Yixing whispered gently. The silence was so deafening for him, it scared him to death what his girlfriend was even thinking. But Jieun didn’t answer, instead she was still gazing somewhere else, with her eyebrows creased. “Jieun-ah, please talk to me,” he said, trying to catch her attention.

Her eyes flicked to Yixing direction, but the warmth on her face earlier was wiped off. Jieun’s eyes could only look at him blankly. “When did you even found out?” She asked rigidly.

“A few weeks before Luhan left,” he answered quietly.

“And you didn’t even tell me?!” She yelled as hot angry tears fell from her eyes. “Don’t I even matter anymore?!” She furiously stood up from her chair, and Jieun stormed out of the restaurant. She could no longer see Kris or Tao from the lobby. She heard someone’s footsteps following her, but instead of stopping, Jieun ran even faster. The woman managed to catch a taxi, but she felt herself being pulled.

Glancing back, she saw Yixing who was panting, and looked worried. “Jieun, let’s talk.”

“No,” she stubbornly defied as she tried to free herself from his hold. “I don’t want to Yixing.”

“But-“

“Just please,” she said, her voice half-pleading. Defeated, Yixing slowly loosen his hold, and Jieun quickly pulled her hand away. Opening the cab’s door, she jumped in and left the man feeling dejected by events of the night.

Two days passed and Jieun ignored Yixing’s calls. She didn’t go out, and even ostracize away from her friends and holed herself up inside her room, not giving a care about the rest of the world. Hearing a knock on the door, she shifted at the other side of the bed.

“Jieun-ah, can I come in?” Her father asked f