Just a note here, I removed the SKIP chapter, which is chapter 3, since it really is empty...

I also need you guys to read my A/N at the end of this chapter.

Thanks guys~

Three Months Later....

It's been three months since Tiffany has been discharged from the hospital. Since then, she has reconnected with her daughter, friends, with her husband, and herself. She's also remembered the important and happy moments of her life before and after the accident. She's remembered the reason why she was where she was in the first place. She has also remembered the people who took her in; Grandmother Lee and her two grandkids. And the people who helped her out even for the shortest bit.

Tiffany sat comfortably under the tree's shade, with her beloved husband's head on her lap. It was yet another simple afternoon, where they spent their whole day in their huge backyard.

It was also that same simple afternoon, where Seunghyun decided to ditch work to spend time with his family before the business party later on, in his home. Though it's a professional bussiness party, their friends are also more than welcome.

"Seunghyun-ah..." Tiffany softly called out, caressing his hair. "It's time to get up, Tabi. Jay-Oppa, Sica, and Yul are here already."

Seunghyun his side, ignoring her calls.

She rolled her eyes, continually poking his sides gently. "Come on, Tabi~ We can't leave Minah welcoming our guests all alone..."

"Guests?" He asked, keeping his eyes shut. "I thought you said Sica, Yul, and hyung are here?"

Tiffany bit her lip, slightly getting impatient. "Tabi~" She whined. "They are the guests!"

He turned back, lying on his back again. "Fany-ah~" He smiled, looking up to her face. "Relax. They've been here before." He pointed out, slowly sitting up. "They know their way."

She gave him a small smile with an almost inaudible sigh. "I guess you're right..." She said, getting ready to stand.

"Where are you going?" He asked, grabbing her wrist gently.

Tiffany gave him a defeated look. "We still have to go and greet them, Tabi."

He shook his head childishly, tugging on her hand. "Believe me, Tiff." He began, pulling her unto his lap. "They know their way."

Mrs. Choi simply gave him her sweet smile, snuggling into his warm embrace. "I guess~" She sang, closing her eyes, as she placed her head at the crook of his neck.

The two sat in comfortable silence, as Seunghyun continually stared lovingly at his wife's face.

Tiffany smiled, not bothering to open her eyes. "You're going to burn a hole in my face, Seunghyun...."

He couldn't help but smile back, arms tightening protectively and possesively around her petite waist. "I'm not staring." He lied. "I wasn't even looking at you."

She giggled lightly, giving him a small smirk as she opened her eyes. "Right." She rolled her eyes, getting ready to stand up. "'Cause you don't do that, right?"

His smile widened. "I do," He paused, standing up after his wife. "But I wasn't."

She walked a few steps ahead of him, before turning back and giving him a teasingly sweet smile. "Sure you weren't, babe~" 

Seunghyun stood still, hands in his pockets, feeling mesmerized by Tiffany's smile. "Honest." He smiled, following her back into the house, but staying a few steps behind just to watch her seducingly swaying hips.

He bit his lip, jogging after her quickly. "Tiffany," He began, whispering to her huskily, as he easily caught up with her, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. "Don't do that..." He growled, burying his face in her dark locks.

She stopped walking, leaning back to his embrace. "I wasn't doing anything." She smiled, feigning innocence. "What are you talking about, Tabi?" She asked, holding unto the arms that held her in place.

Seugnhyun simply smiled, closing his eyes, as he trailed soft kisses on her bare shoulders. "Don't do this to me, Tiffany..." He began, soft kisses turning rough. "I haven't touched you in months." He whispered longingly. 

Tiffany's smile widened. "What am I doing to you?" She began, coyly. "I was simply walking...."

"Miyoung...." He growled, on her bare shoulder.

Realizing what Seunghyun was doing, Tiffany panicked, trying to escape his grasp. "S-Seunghyun!" She cried, struggling to escape. "Yah! Stop, Tabi!" She scolded.

He simply smiled against her skin, before pulling away and letting her go.

Tiffany immedietly took a step back, checking on her shoulder. "Tabi~" She whined. "How could you leave a hickey on my shoulder?!" She pouted.

Again, he simply smiled at his work. "There's nothing wrong with it." He said. "I'm your husband," He smiled. "It's normal for me to leave marks on your body."

She bit her lip, stiffling her laugh, and rolled her eyes at her husband's childish excuses. "Yah!" She began. "I'm wearing a strapless dress, Tabi! The guests will see!"

He gave her a small smirk, walking a bit past her. "Then you should go change, Miyoung." He paused. "It's not appropriate to show people the results of what we do in our bedroom~"

Tiffany stood still, a bit annoyed at her husband's remarks. "But this is your fault!" She retorted.

Seunghyun smiled, turned, and walked away. "I'll tend to our guests." He said. "You go and change."

Mrs. Choi was left on her own, huffing and puffing as she watched her husband's retreating back. But eventually, she sighed in defeat and obliged.

"Oh," Seunghyun began, entering the mansion's ball room. "Everyone's here already." He smiled.

Everyone smiled back at him, giving him hugs, and exchanging small talk with him. 

"Oppa!" A familiar voice called out. "Seunghyun-Oppa."

Seunghyun's smile grew even wider, as he approached his most pleasant guest. "Kim Taeyeon." He began. "Did you at least grow an inch since the last time I saw you?" He teased.

She smiled. "Yah!" She began, hitting him playfuly. "My height is perfectly normal and super cute!" She grinned. "You're just too tall~"

He rolled his eyes. "Right, right, right...." He mumbled, earning another smack to his arm. 

"Oppa!" She whined. "Did you really just invite me to tease me about my height? Or am I actually going to see my best friend?"

He grinned playfully. "The first one sounds just about right."

Taeyeon clicked her tongue. "Omo....of course it does, doesn't it?"

He continued to smile slyly. "What? You actually thought I'd let you see my wife?"

"You mean my best friend."

"Ani." He smiled. "My lover."

Taeyeon gave him a disgusted face. "She's practically my sister."

Seunghyun paused, grinning from ear to ear. "I'm not going to start this with you again, Midget." He said.

Taeyeon pouted. "Yah, Choi Seunghyu---"

"Hyung!" A familiar voice called out. 

The two immedietly turned. Both surprised, but for completely different reasons.

"Jiyoung." They chorused.

Seunghyun smiled, walking over to meet his 'brother' half way. "Yah, Kwon Jiyoung!"

The younger man smiled back, giving Seunghyun a brotherly hug. "It's been a while, hyung."

"It has." Seunghyun smiled, looking back at the frozen girl not too far behind them.

Jiyoung followed his gaze and immedietly froze as well, only two words escaping his lips. "Kim Taeyeon."

Snapped out of her daze, she bowed politely and formally, as if they had not a single piece of history between them.

Taeyeon gave him a small smile. "Jiyoung-ssi." She began, refusing to meet his eye.

Seunghyun quietly excused himself from the two, giving Jiyoung's shoulder a light squeeze, with a barely inaudible whisper of, 'Play nice, Ji'.

Jiyoung bit his lips bitterly, pocketing his hands, as he looked around the room shortly. Then, he turned his gaze towards her. "Let's talk." Was all he said, before leaving the ball room.

Taeyeon obediently followed, fidgeting with her hands, as she kept herself from crying.

He quietly closed the doors behind her. Then, immedeitly began pacing around the room, shaking his head every now and then.

Taeyeon watched quietly and nervously. "Ji-Jiyoung..." She began. "Let me explai----"

"Don't." He stopped and raised a hand, as the other ran down his face. "Don't talk." He began. "Just don't." He sighed, defeatedly. "Not yet."

The young girl couldn't help but shiver from the emotions in his voice. She simply nodded, eyes wandering all over the room.

After a while, he finally spoke. "Why?" He asked.

Taeyeon bit her quivering lips.

"Why come back now?" He asked, voice frighteningly low. "Why come back at all?"

She stayed quiet, obliging by his earlier request, but her knees continued to tremble.

He shook his head frustratedly. "Do you know how long I looked for you?"

Her lips quivered even more.

"Do you know how long I tried to forget you?"

Her hands shook uncontrollably.

"Do you know how long I died because of you?"

Tears began to escape her closed eyes.

He shook his head, opening the room's small balcony, letting the fresh air and soft rays of the late afternoon sun in. He looked at her, loosening his neck tie.

He looked away, seeing her cry. "Do you know...." He whispered. "How long it took me to finally find happiness again?" He looked at her once more.

Her heart skipped a beat, and all of a sudden she forgot how to breath. Her head raised, looking at him for answers.

As her head rose, he saw her puffy, red eyes, quivering lips, running nose, and her tear stained face. His hands clenched tightly, as he contemplated on whether to embrace her or let her be. 

He chose to let her be.

But he looked away, his own eyes filling with tears as memories of the past came flooding back.

"I'm getting married." He simply said, still refusing to look her way.

She bit her lip, tears overflowing.