“Don’t talk to me. I’m angry.” Taeyeon crossed her arms and sulked at the corner of the bed, her back facing Tiffany.

Tiffany sighed. She didn’t want Taeyeon to get mad. Hell, she never wanted Taeyeon to ever be mad at her. But the given circumstances couldn’t allow her to. Tiffany looked down, her hands clasped together, trying to get strength from each other.

A pregnant silence ensued and Taeyeon broke it by exhaling a gust of cold air. She was really pissed off. “You know that I love you. I love you so much, Tiffany. But this…” She gritted her teeth. “How could you do this to me?” Her voice almost cracked, her eyes moist with tears. “I trusted you!”

“I…Taeyeon-ah.” Tiffany sniffed, her lower lip quivering. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. I…”

“No!” Taeyeon shook her head. “You knew this was going to happen, didn’t you? And yet…and yet, you still did it!”

Tiffany hugged her knees, trying to fight the storm in her eyes. She could take the blame for all of this. But to see Taeyeon mad at her for what she did…Tiffany only did what she thought was