I was lost. She had left me without saying a proper goodbye. The only thing she left me was the letter that her maid handed me. Whole night, I laid my head on the work desk in my study and stared at the picture slideshow of her... Tears came down and made little puddles on the glass top.

            The sun rose and I called Kibum saying I won't be at work. Her pictures replayed on my desktop. Each time it shut itself down, I moved the mouse so the pictures would continue to replay. She was supposed to leave today. I had everything planned for her. Why did she leave without telling me? Especially that way? When did she plan everything? Why didn't she tell me? Why was I the last one to know?

Didn't she know how much I loved her too?