With teary eyes, I held on to his hand. "Jiyong-ah, jebal, please don't leave me."

He grabbed the hand that was on his wrist, "I'm sorry."

This wasn't how it should be. I thought that he only hasd me in his mind. All the while, I had accepted how close he had been with other females. But I didn't expect the freedom and understanding I gave to that idol turned out to be in another way.

"Please, I beg you,," I got on my knees. "I only have you."

"It's already over." He said sternly, not giving in.

Jiyong seldom came home. At first I thought he was busy working on Bigbang's album. Everyday he told me that he was very busy. But when I chatted with Taeyang, he said that Jiyong was with her at the amusement park.

I felt bad, that I didn't give him enough freedom to hang out with his friends. Was I trapping his space? I didn't wanted him to feel that I didn't trust him. I gave in.

How wrong was I.

I cared too much.

I worried too much.

I gave you all my hear.

And you threw it right back.

"Please, jiyong. Please tell me that you still love me." I bursted out every word I could.

"Please accept my choice." He pleaded.

"I just want you to stay with me. You love me do you? Not her. Do you? Do you?!" I grabbed his ankle, "Tell me it's all