Chapter 8
Jiyong's Sandara
[Jiyong's POV]
"If that's what she did, Ji..." Seunghyun sighed, "...I guess it can't be helped anymore"
"Yeah... What do I do now?" I asked in despair. She had left for her freedom, and there's no way she would come back to this place, the place she probably thinks as a prison.
"I'll prepare her house back, someone will get her things from your mansion. Thanks for these months Ji, you know, for keeping an eye over her and stuffs... Even though I know she's kind of hard to control" Seunghyun chuckled
I ended the phone after a few more talking nonsense with him. I couldn't really get into the conversation, not now when my mind still wandering off somewhere else...
My eyes drifted off to the last thing I found in the room, longing for the owner who had left for days now. She's probably looking for this book... And that's why I need to give this back to her...
The diary fell in the box with a loud thud, joining the same fate with other things Dara had left in her room. Dara herself probably is having a good time now, living with that Jaejoong guy...
What am I thinking... I need to keep moving on with my own life... What's the use of lurking over her properties here?
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[Dara's POV]
I arranged my things back to its usual place in my former house. Seunghyun oppa called me yesterday, saying that I could go back to our house. I can't believe this. Jiyong oppa has really given up on me...
I can't just suddenly popped out on his door begging to live with him again, no?
I sighed and was about to leave anything to relax for a bit when something fell off the clothes I was holding. A red, square figure which I recognized even with the slightest glance. My newly-bought diary.
I took the diary and read over the pages. Not much had been written there. Only about my dancing lessons with Jaejoong, since I bought this book when he was around. And the dancing lessons itself had taken pretty much of my time... So I wrote many things about it
Wait, what's this?
I stared down at the last written page of my diary. This is apparently not my handwriting...
"Please do live well even without me around, Dara-yah. Take care."
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A/N:
I dont even understand my writings anymore -_-
Sorry if it's :(
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