Tiffany POV

"Why didn't he tell me?" It had me broke down in tears. I could no longer control my emotions, "Why did he hide it from me...?" I sobbed as I buried my face in my palms.

Jessica went to my side and consoled me. "He's so stupid. He's so ing stupid!" I shouted and cried in her arms. "He made me look like an idiot. I-- I even blamed him for Kyungsan's death. It turned out it was me. It was really me that should be blamed."

"Tiff, no. Look at me." She lifted my head to make me look at her. She cupped my face with her hands. "No one's to blame for what happened. It was not you. It was not Yuri, okay?"

"Kyungsan was not supposed to die if it wasn't because of me. It was really me all along. I even blamed Yuri. I even hurt him too when it turned out it was solely my fault."

"You did nothing wrong, Tiff. You took care of Kyungsan in your womb. You didn't lack from the love, from the care he needed while he was inside you."

"But, why did he die...?"

"..."

"Why did my child die, Jessica?"

"..."

"Why it has to be him?" I sobbed harder. She pulled me into her arms and hugged me tighter. "It should have been me instead... He wouldn't have suffered too if it wasn't because of me... Why God chose him to die instead of me...?"

"There's a reason this happened. Maybe... Maybe the reason why Kyungsan died is for you and Yuri to be stronger..."

"..."

"Tiff... Kyungsan’s up there in heaven watching over you and Yuri throughout the years passed... and until now." She lifted my face again. "Kyungsan would never blame you nor Yuri for what happened. He knew you and Yuri never wished for this tragedy. He knew you did your best to take care of him. He knew his father never abandoned him."

"..."

"Tiff, I know he felt your love while he's still inside you for eight months. I'm sure he did."

"..."

"I'm sure he wouldn't want to see his parents become like this because of him. Probably, his heart's aching on seeing you and Yuri become like this."

"..."

She smiled faintly, "Please be strong. Please live a happy life. Kyungsan would want the same thing from you and Yuri."

"..."

"You and Yuri will need each other to overcome this completely... Especially him... Right now, you're the only one who can help him out."

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"How's Taeyeon, Rap?" Jessica snapped to her Bluetooth receiver. "He's drinking again?" She then sighed loudly. "Alright. Don't leave him alone. I'll be there later... Okay, you take care too. Bye." She ended the call. She offered to drive for me as we head to Miss Boa Kwon's residence were Yuri is currently in.

"Taeyeon's drinking again?" I asked.

She sighed again, "Yeah... He's taking what Yuri told him to his heart so much... He kept on blaming himself about it saying, if only he told Yuri the truth, this wouldn't have happened."

I sighed too, "He was just caught up in between... It wasn't really his fault. Yuri might just be too much consumed by his emotions that's maybe why he said those things to him."

"Yeah... It hit him hard, though... He was the one in our circle of friends who's been with Yuri longer than anyone else. Yet, he chose to lie to him..."

"..."

"You know... all these years, probably, it's because of the guilt, Taeyeon did nothing but to give and concede to what Yuri wants." She chuckled faintly. "He acted as if he's Yuri's father for over the years, actually. At least, that's what Aunt Boa told me." She sighed again. "But, yeah... Poor guy... You're right. He had no choice but to abide by what Auntie wants..."

I smiled, "You sound like you're too much concerned of Taeyeon..."

"Am I?" She chuckled, "You know what that idiot did to me when I was depressed because of Yoong? He took care of me. He never left my side. That's even despite the fact I rejected him. Consider this as a return of his favor, I think?"

"..."

"But, yeah... Taeyeon's also important for me. He always holds a special place in my heart so..." Her mood suddenly went down and she went into silence.

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We arrived at Miss Boa's residence. As we walked towards the entrance, I noticed a large ambulance coaster. It seemed to be more of a portable clinic. "What's going on here, Jessica? Why are there so many nurses around?" Yet, she didn't respond to me.

As we reached inside, we saw Uncle Vincent conversing with a Doctor. They seemed to be so much occupied from a very serious conversation. Then, he noticed us. He briefly glanced at us, nodded lightly to me, then focused back to their conversation again. Miss Boa was there standing in front of an opened door in the main hall. She seemed to be occupied on staring inside the room in front of her.

"Auntie, she's here." Jessica snapped.

She gazed at us. She seemed to be so much depressed. She went near and uttered to me, "Thank you so much for coming. I know you're busy and that we're bothering you. But..." She shed tears. "Really, thank you so much for sparing time to come."

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