It was Jinri. The one who stole from me. My prized possession. No one expected it. Who would ever thought 'dear sweet, innocent, loving Jinri' would steal? Well I did. Unlike everybody else who adored her to pieces, I hated her to the core. From the very beginning, I saw who she truly was inside and oh boy, if word gets out no one would ever look at her the same way ever again. I could ruin her but there was only one obstacle that is in the way; Jongin.

It's funny how I'm so scared of him finding out. I mean, I would be more than happy to watch her life crumble to bits but, Jongin. Jongin. Kim ing Jongin. How could I, when all I see is true happiness in his eyes. My Jongin's eyes. Watching him embrace another woman, it hurts alot but I guess, he's happier now and I have no choice but to accept that fact. I don't have the rights anymore because, after all that, who am I to him now? Just his past. Not anyone who mattered to him.

Not after she stole his heart from me.