YOO-MI's POVMy eyes still swimming with tears when I pulled my phone out and scrolled through my contacts. My thumb hovers over his name.‘Let me have your phone." I remembered Jeonghan said.'Why?"'Yoo-Mi, just give me the phone."Reluctantly, I had handed it over to Jeonghan the night after he saved me from that psychopath.I watched him as he punched in his number, saved it under the contact information before his eyes lingered on the call log. The one that showed I had called his old number a few times over the past month, when I found out about Honey's condition. He didn't mention it as he handed me back my phone.'I put my new number in there," he cleared his throat. 'Call me if a psychopath blocks your way again," he smiled.At that time, I was lost in thought. Too lost in trying to figure out what I'm going to do.There was nothing left holding Jeonghan and I together. Only the past. And I decided I was tired of living there. Tired of being tied to that part of my life.Lia

YOO-MI's POV'He still took advantage of you. You're under the influence of drugs." Jeonghan told me as we settled ourselves inside his car. 'He could've stop you or left you."I told him everything that happened eight years ago and he couldn't believe it. He still wanted to sue Josh. 'I won't do it Jeonghan, for the sake of Honey. And he's my friend, still my best friend who took care of us when you left."'I know," he gulped nervously. 'I just wanted to do something nice for you."I wished he wouldn't say things like that. It made my heart ache, long yearn for him. I wish my head would tell my heart to chill out, get it together, stop reaching for him. It's exhausting.I buckled my seatbelt when he turned the ignition. I placed my purse on my lap and felt my heart started thumping wildly in my chest.Everything smelled like him, his cologne. My senses felt like they're in overdrive as I tried to breathe. Every breath tasted like him, taking me back to a different place, a different

YOO-MI's POVI sat there and let out all the emotions I've been holding in for the past years. Emotions that have been building and collecting and piling up. Excitement, fear, stress, and sadness.But, most of all.Heartbreak.My heart was begging, longing, yearning to be with Jeonghan. And now that he's here with me, I couldn't be happier.Somehow, I managed to slow the tears and focused on the task at hand. Seeing my baby with Jeonghan for the very first time.When Dr. Alison walked into the room, she gave Jeonghan and I a big smile. Her dark brown hair was pulled into a ponytail at the top of her head and her bright scrubs made the otherwise dark room felt bright.Jeonghan attempted to leave me, to go back to his chair, but I wrapped my hand around his and silently asked him to be with me. He answered by lacing our fingers together as the doctor looked over my chart.'It says here that your last period was May 9th," Dr. Alison noted as she scanned my chart.'Yes, I nodded my head.

JEONGHAN's POVYoo-Mi's pert, lithe body was tucked against my side when I woke up. It was dark, just the faint orange glow of the streetlights giving off enough of a glimmer to make out the edges of her features, grainy and blurred. The ones that used to be so familiar to me.They still are.I watched as her chest gently rose as falls with every breath, her breasts sliding against my bare skin as she does.Her lips were slightly parted. Her hair mussed, but silky as it tickled my arm. I thought I like her better with black hair. It suited her.She's the same in a lot of ways. Her eyes were still deep brown like coffee and her hands waved through the air when she talked. She's much gentler than I am, not prone to holding onto grudges or rough emotions longer than she should.Except maybe heartbreak.I didn't deserve her forgiveness, but I was willing to accept it anyway. Because I loved her too fucking much to push it away.But she's too different too.Her breasts were fuller and heav

YOO-MI's POVWe need to talk.The words of Jeonghan echoed through my mind as an icy shiver trickled down my spine.He heard. Jeonghan heard the voicemail Josh left for me. The voicemail I never should have listened to.I deleted it. I deleted it so he wouldn't worry, wouldn't question me, wouldn't doubt what we have.Whatever was going on with me and Josh was over. For good.Jeonghan was standing in the doorway wearing a pair of light blue boxers, with two cups in hand, his face was fallen and frozen.I reached for my cup of chocolate from his hand and put it on the table. I swallowed nervously as I clutched the sheet to my chest. I felt my lower lip quivered, shook and trembled. Tears filled my eyes as we stared at each other for a long moment.I don't want to do this again. I don't want to feel like I have to prove myself. Prove that I love him more. That I'd choose him over and over again even if I had a million other choices.'It's not what you think," I said quietly.His eyes dr