LOGINSam POV The moment, my sister entered the restaurant, my heart pounded. At that moment, I also tried to think positively. I still believed that my sister was really hanging out with her best friends, just as she had told Mom before. Nevertheless, as I step inside and follow her to the rooftop, doubt creeps into my mind. A few what-ifs appear in my head, as if those things were signs that my sister was dating the same person who had once been my fiancé. Then, the doubt in my heart grows bigger. It turns into a fact, right in front of my eyes. Not only does it appear, but it also slaps my ego. The view I see between Stacy and June is proof that awakens my senses rudely. Yeah, I admit I still love her. My heart is longing for June's existence. Each time, I always expect her chat when a notification pops up on my phone screen. Sometimes, I want to meet her as a friend, inviting her to lunch, but I notice that there will be a gap because there is nothing between us. Another th
Stacy POV Finally, the time I have rooted for comes to an end. After changing my casual home wear to a flowery knee-length gown, I gently apply sunblock to my face as I stand in front of the mirror. Then, I put powder evenly on my face. Once I have finished with my makeup and hair, I get out of my room, looking for my glittery slippers on the shoe shelves next to my door, exactly on the left side. "TAP! TAP!" The clicking sound is apprehended as I have worn the slippers and hit them on the floor. "You look stunning, honey." Mom lands her eyes on me attentively. She always notices my appearance, especially when I have an important event, but for now, I cannot discern the true intention behind my good looks. Like it or not, I must lie. I'm so sorry, Mom. I tug a gentle beam as I stare at her softly. Then, I say, "Not so stunning, Mom. I only try not to look messed up." "Really? You are in full makeup now. Are you sure this is not so stunninn'tyou looking like this for your b
Stacy POV Finally, a day without her is passed. Today is the time for me to have quality time with my beloved tutor, since she has promised to substitute the cancelled date. Now, time is exactly at 10.15, and I've just finished my breakfast. Actually, I once initiated to have a date in the afternoon, around lunch time, but she refused it. The reason she stated was she needed some time to rest herself due to the arguments she had with her dad, the day befofe. As her girlfriend, I have rights to know what she has argued with her dad. However, I need to know the limit. I cannot interfere her personal life too much although I may do it for comforting her. She can also feel uncomfortable if I come up with the matter she has lingered on before. Once I have done with washing the dishes, I decide to head back to my room. I remember that I have a video call session with Skyla and Clara. The appointment was arranged last night through the group chat since those two were free, the sam
June POV The silly jokes blending in with the casual talks. That's what I hear as I mingle with mom and James. To be frank, I'm impressed and overwhelmed. In reality, I'm like a princess running from the marvellous mansion and luxurious lifestyle, for a my own goods because this home never feels like the one due to dad's authoritative traits. Yet, whenever it comes about whether I miss a homey or family vibes around, my answer is certainly yes. Who doesn't miss having chats with siblings and mom? Who will feel annoyed to meet a sibling barely going back since he is still chasing his double degree while organizing his job? Once the dinner is passed, mom invites me to drink near the balcony on the second floor. With a glass of red wine in our hands, she breaks the ice with a direct question, "Just like what I have mentioned before. Where is Sam?" I gulp down a bit and answer, "I'm sorry for not informing you earlier, but Sam and I are no longer engaged." The wrinkles around h
June POV Honestly, I have never planned to go home. Even, I miss that big house with the warmhearted maids serving me, I still remain to stay in this apartement. The life path I choose may not be as happy as I have in that house, but this is my own life. However, since dad mentions about mom and James, I have no choice. I will attend the dinner tonight, instead of persistently lying I cannot come due to the extra job I get on particular holiday. Now, it is already 09.10 AM, I have finished preparing a quick breakfast. Before I savour the tuna sandwich on the plate, I text my girl, as usual. Then, since there is no reply, I take a bite on my sandwich a bit, and chew it carefully. Maybe, she is still swimming in a dream land, so she turns to
June POV "Here are the mojitos." The waiter serves the green liquid in equal-sized glasses. Once, he disappears, I take one of them and suggest, "Shall we get outside? We can see the city view through this VIP room." Eagerly standing from her chair, she replies, "A good idea since I love city lights." Then, I roll the door knob carefully, pushing it and step outside with the clicking high heels on the paving floor. After that, we stay next to each other, near the balcony. My lips kiss the tip of the glass, gulping down the sour and fresh green liquid. "The view here is amazing although it's a bit chilly." Stacy throws a comment and sip her mojito carefully. I stare at her side visual and mutter, "Wait." Afterhand, I, wearing a long yellow winter jacket, roll down the zipper a bit and take a grey scarf clinging on my neck. Subsequently, I make her body turn







