Kibum's POV

I stood in front of two graves, holding two stalk of white roses in my hands.

 "Jjongie...How've you been...?" I mumbled with a weak smile, placing a white rose on the white name plate, words trimmed in black.

Kim Jonghyun

1990 - 2006

I reluctantly turned my head to the other side of Jjong's grave, taking three step towards it.

"Minho...how about you..?" I whispered, placing the another stalk of white rose on the grave.

"I really do miss both of you...I'm sorry..." The tears rolled down my cheeks, falling onto the ground softly and soundlessly...

"Onl..Only if I didn't love both of you....you could still be alive....I'm so sorry...." I let my heart to cry as much as it wants. If only I did not love Jjong and Minho, they could still be alive...Especially Minho. Because I refused to believe that I'm under a spell and accepted his love.....Losing Jjong was a greatest hit of sadness to me until Minho came and comforted my heart but I lost this love of mine too....

Why...Why I must be the one....Why the fate is too cruel to me...it forbid me to love..