YOO-MI’s POVJeonghan’s hand found my chin and he lifted my face. I gave him a small smile, decided that I don’t really want to talk about this. I closed the remaining space between us and kissed his lips. They still tasted like him. Minty, dark, and dangerous.This is dangerous. Too dangerous for my heart. We should stop.But I don’t want to.His arms wrapped around my waist and he walked me backward until my calves hit the bed and I fell back, floating through the air, finally landing somewhere warm and soft. I think I’ve been falling for a long time.I felt his hands wrapped around my knees as he spread me wide open. I felt another tear escape as he settled between my legs, kissed each hip bone, my inner thighs, my lower stomach before his breath fell on my center, my core, the place only he’s ever been.I shuddered, shivered, felt my body sing for him as the wiry hair of his beard tickled my skin. My muscles clenc

JEONGHAN’s POVThe moment I opened my eyes, she was gone. Yoo-Mi’s gone.What will I expect anyway? Her promises? Did she even promise me anything? She told me to help me with my condition, that we’re going back to Seoul together and talk to Josh, then what?Damn!Yes, I do. I expected her to still be here, tucked against my side like she used to be. Back before I ruined everything. Before I left her, left her safe from whatever was going on inside my head.After the way she reacted last night, I would say I did a really shitty of leaving her.I rubbed my hands over my face, rolled over onto my side, ran my hands over the cool, white sheets. I thought they would still be warm. Guess she’s been gone a while. The pillow still smelled like her. Something fruity. She has changed perfumes. Just like she has changed her hair color which is black.I didn’t expect to see her here in Los Angeles. Not on this side of town. Not t

YOO-MI’s POVI felt someone gently shake my shoulder while my head was stuck on Honey’s bed in the hospital as I pried my eyes open. There’s a fuzzy, white glow around the room. I sat up straight, wiped the drool from my mouth. My head was pounding. I have jetlag from my flight last night.I looked up and saw Josh’s gentle smile. If guilt was an ocean, I’d be drowning in it.“Honey is fine now, though you might want to go home first and take a rest.” Josh offered.“What time is it?” my voice was raspy and hoarse. It sounded like I haven’t had anything to drink in days.“It’s eight,” he answered. “Let’s wait for your mom and then we’ll go.” He said and I nodded.I brushed my hand over Honey’s hair who was peacefully sleeping. “Honey baby, please stay strong okay? Mommy’s here now, I won’t leave you again.” I cried and kissed

YOO-MI’s POV“Mommy!” Honey greeted me with her arms spread wide open as soon as I entered inside her room in the hospital. She looked so weak, but still, a bright smile plastered on her lips when she saw me.I swiftly walked towards her and a tear escaped from my eye as I came closer to hug my daughter. Her body was getting paler and thinner. “Baby, how are you?”She pulled away and smiled as she looked up at me. “I’m fine now mommy, because you’re already here.”She then reached for a drawing book that was placed on top of the table and showed it to me. “Mommy, look at this, this is my drawing of you, is it look alike?I leaned over and took the sketch book from her, observing it attentively. I nodded my head. “It looks alike, baby.” I smiled looking at the sketch of my face on the paper. She loves to draw and soon became her hobby ever since she was admitted in and out of the hospital

YOO-MI's POV'You were the one who kissed me. I'm only a man Yoo-Mi, who loves you, adores you, admires you and waiting for you to love me back. I'm sorry Yoo-Mi, I'm so sorry."My hand covered my mouth as my eyes widened in shock. i had heard it from other people but to hear it from him just made me dizzy and make me want to puke every single food that I took in. My best friend, my very best friend who I trusted for a very long time did this to me."It was Jeonghan I was seeing when we did it." I whispered and he cried.Nothing could've prepared me for the devastating pain I felt when he told me everything, or for the anger that had my heart constricting, making me think that it was going to stop beating.There was an aching lump stuck in my throat, one that made it hard for me to even breathe. Not only that, but I also had to fight against my tear ducts, for I did not want to cry in front of him.But the tears that I've been trying to hold now fell one by one, rolling down my cheeks