On My Way To You - 15

Seunghyun ~~ When fate screws you up

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Park convinced me to take on the TV drama project about an alien getting stranded on Earth and then falling in love with a superstar actress. I admit the male lead’s character looks intriguing and besides, Jun Ji-hyun is going to play my love interest and who is going to say no to that, right? I am feeling good about this project especially after we’ve signed the contracts and had a secret meeting with the director, writer and producers and lead casts. Nothing final has ben released to the media yet but I am expecting the confirmation to hit within the week.

It has been a couple of weeks since then and I was surprised to get a call from the main director himself about an emergency meeting in his office. He asked if I could come right over but I told him I’m in Jeju wrapping up Tazza’s last day of shoot. He told me it was really important and sensing the unease in his voice, I told him that I’ll drop by tomorrow as soon as we land back in Incheon.

Getting back on the set, I joined some of my cast mates gathered around a shaded area drinking coffee. It’s a chilly weather and strong winds have incessantly blown all day. It doesn’t help that we are atop of a hill overlooking the ocean. The rest of the crew members are busy piling up the various props and equipment moving them to a nearby location where the next scene is going to be shot.

I gratefully accepted a coffee cup that was handed to me by one of the staff and as I was carefully sipping the hot and much needed caffeine in my veins, I felt a gentle nudge from one of the supporting actors. He tossed his gaze towards the direction of the leaving crew and I noticed that Park is among them.

“Look at her” he said, smiling  fondly. “Seems like she’s climbing Mt. Everest.”

I looked. Park’s thin body is struggling against the wind as she walks higher up on the hill towards the next shooting location. Her shoulders are hunched down, back almost curved as she clutched on my clothes against her body. She tries to climb up but the wind is delaying her progress whenever she takes a few steps forward, she takes a couple steps back. At this rate, a strong bellow would probably blow her away to the Pacific Ocean like a kite.

“Are you sure she’s not looking for a boyfriend?” he asks.

I didn’t answer but instead hands him my half empty cup. I jog over to Park and as soon as I reached her, I took the clothes in hangers from her hands and she momentarily loses her balance. My hand holds her arm and steadies her. “Careful.”

“Give me those” she says, reaching out but I turn the clothes away and turn around.

“C’mon, let’s go together” I say. “Walk behind me.” 

I kept my pace so Park can walk directly behind me, sparing her from the brutal wind. I hid my smile when I felt her fingers gently holding on the back of my jacket as she followed my lead.

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There was a terse silence in the director’s office as we sat around a long table with the main writer and producer. The bomb that Jun Ji-hyun has backed out of the project due to her pregnancy has just been dropped and I thought that it couldn’t get worse than that.

But it did.

They looked expectantly at me when they announced that I shouldn’t worry because the project will still go through as planned and that they’ve taken care of the ‘minor hiccup’. Their words, not mine. They said that they’ve found the perfect replacement for the leading lady. In fact, she’s on her way up right now, the director said after he received a text message.

“Here she is!” the director beamed after a while and the people sitting all stood up to greet her and me and Park who is sitting beside me, followed their suit. My back was against the entrance so I turned around. And my heart dropped.

Shin Minah.

Shit.

I don’t know how I got through that meeting. Everything was a blur. I kept my cool and silence as they discussed how the production will go with the new dynamics. I wanted to storm out from that room because I felt like I was ambushed and trapped but I remained professional and civil the whole time. I even returned Minah’s greeting.

She was smiling at me like she was happy to see me … to work with me. I wanted to rip that smile off her face. I refused to see her dimples and the way her eyes lights up when she’s excited about something. I refused to remember how I used to live for that smile of hers and how it made me so happy when she looks at me with those eyes. I refused to look at her for the remainder of that agonizing hour. 

In the car, I was still lost in my thoughts and silent rage. How dare she. How dare she. How can she smile and look at me like that? Like she didn’t break my heart and tear it to pieces? I bury my face in my hands.

“Are you okay?” came Park’s voice. She’s driving and I sit at the back of my car. I look up. She’s looking at me from the rear-view mirror.

“What do you think?” was my snarky reply.

“I’m sorry” she said in her tiny voice. 

I know that I’m directing my anger at her unfairly so I said in a conciliatory tone, “I don’t think I can do this. I’m just going to back out.”

She turned her head briefly to me. “You can’t.”

“What do you mean I can’t? Of course I can. The filming hasn’t started yet and besides if Ji-hyun can back out, why can’t I?”

“You’ve already signed the contract” she reminded me.

“But I signed when I thought I have a different leading lady.”

She shook her head. “There was no stipulation about the actors or actresses you have to work with, I checked.”

“What do you mean you checked?” I asked suspiciously. When did she have the time to check? I was with her all this time. She didn’t answer and I knew she was not telling me something. “Park” my tone has a warning to it.

“I heard about it yesterday” she began hesitantly. “I got a call from the company. Someone in the entertainment department got a tip that Shin Minah was offered the role and they told me about it.”

“And you didn’t tell me about it?” I asked incredulously.

“I wasn’t sure …”

“Still!” I thundered. “Damn it, Park! I was completely blindsided in there. Couldn’t you at least have given me a head’s up? What kind of manager are you?!” I slammed my palm on the leather seat and the sound made her flinch.

I felt betrayed. Of all people, she should know what I’d feel about her.

I didn’t speak to Park and stepped off the car as soon as we got home banging all the doors that I passed by. I seethed in my room and paced back and forth. I was a caged tiger, restless and ready to pounce on anything or anybody. This can’t be. I need to do something.  I called my personal driver and asked him to pick me up. He came in less than 30 minutes and I was out the door as soon as he arrived. I didn’t see Park as I left but I smelled something cooking in the kitchen. I remembered it was my turn to cook for us tonight but I guess she was feeling guilty about what she did that’s why she’s doing it. Let her eat by herself. I don’t care.

I marched into YG building straight to the team who handles the contracts of YG actors. I demanded that they get me out of the project and I refused to listen to them until the head of the legal team asked me to step into a room for privacy and basically just gave me a detailed report of what Park said in the car. He said that Park already asked about my options last night if ever I would feel the need to drop the project. He said she sounded so concerned about this issue that’s why his team reviewed the contract.

I can’t back out because there was a change in the lead actress. It was not a valid reason. Backing out would just create more problems for me since it was already released to the media that I already signed for the lead actor. Backing out now would only make the media dig up the past rumors about Minah and me and it may backlash and reflect on my professionalism as an actor.

I left feeling dejected and impotent.

I asked my driver to keep driving around to pass the time when I got a call from an unknown number. I didn’t answer at first but it rang and rand until I was forced to.

“Hello?” was my curt greeting.

“Hi” breathed a soft voice. “Seunghyun?”

Oh, hell no.

I met her in a vacant parking lot near the restaurant we used to frequent before. I don’t know if that was intended on her part to make me meet her there but I came.

Her manager was standing outside her van when we parked beside them and he opened the sliding door when I stepped out. As soon as I climbed inside, he shut it and he stepped away from the van.

Minah’s smile was not as bright and her eyes are unsure unlike this afternoon. “Hello” she tentatively greeted, sensing my mood.

“Why did you ask to meet?” I asked without preamble.

She looked away for a moment, sighed and returned her look in my direction. “It was nice … seeing you again.”

“I wish I can say the same thing.” I replied.

Her eyes registered hurt. That’s right. Feel hurt for all I care. That’s nothing to what you made me feel, I say in my head.

“I’m sorry.”

That was her.

“I’m really sorry, Seunghyun.”

I stayed silent.

“I know that this might be hard for you …” she continued. “But it has been years … Couldn’t we forget about the past and start a new beginning?”

I couldn’t stop the smirk. What new beginning?

“What do you really want?” I asked her. “Why accept this project? You didn’t want to be associated with me, right? Didn’t you think that this would dig up our past rumors when the public finds out that we’re going to work together? Your reputation may be tarnished.”

She averted her eyes and didn’t say a word for a beat or two. “I … I thought that this was a good chance for us to reconnect. I wanted to see how you are.” She locked eyes with me. “I’ve missed you…” she said softly, almost too soft for me to hear.

And then, she cried.

I was surprised to find Park sitting in the dark waiting for me when the lights went on. I came home drunk but I was not drunk enough. At least, not enough to be numb or to pass out. I know because I can still feel the pain in my heart.

“Park!” I shouted as I stumble forward over a chair. 

She immediately stands up and helps me sit on the couch. “It’s 4AM. Where have you been?”

I tried to smile at her but it came off as a grimace. “Why are you still up?” I asked.

“I asked you first” she retorted.

That made me grin. As sassy as ever. I can always count on Park.

“I’m sorry I shouted at you” I tell her. I realized that although Park didn’t tell me about Minah, she really tried to look out for me. On our last night in Jeju, she was on the phone all throughout the celebratory wrap-up dinner. The same thing happened in the morning on our flight back to Seoul. I should have noticed her agitation and silence but I was too busy celebrating and catching up on sleep. “I’m sorry Parky.”

“It’s alright. I’m sorry, too, for not telling you …”

“I met her” I blurted.

“What?”

“I met the girl who broke my heart” I slurred. “She wanted to talk …”

Park stood up. “Let me get you some water.”

I shake my head, ‘No’ but she already stepped away out to the kitchen. I leaned my head back on the couch and replayed what happened in the van. All the things she said and how I asked my driver to buy me a bottle of whiskey after she left.

“Drink this.” Park hands me a couple of pills and a glass of ice cold water. I complied.

“Tell me what happened.”

I leaned my head back again on the couch and recounted the details. When I came to the crying part, I paused. “She told me that she really loved me” I said raggedly. “She said that it wasn’t all for her career but for mine as well. She said she wanted me to reach my dreams. That’s bullshit, right?” I sit up straight suddenly, making me dizzy for a while. “How can she say those things after all these years? What did she expect? Did she want me to accept her back with open arms?”

Park was making soothing noises and rubbing my back. I realized that I’m crying. I was stone-faced with Minah earlier. I refused to let her see how her confession was hurting me all over again. But I am unable to stop the hurt from showing anymore.  I let my guard down.  I wipe the tears with the back of my hand.  “This is stupid.” I said. “I feel stupid for feeling like this …”

“It’s okay … you’re not stupid. It’s understandable you have misgivings but if she’s sincere, maybe you should hear her out.”

I look at Park.  “You know what she did to me, right?”

She nodded. “And I also know that sometimes, we do sacrifices for love even though we don’t want to.”

“What are you saying?”

“Maybe you should hear her out …”

I pulled away from her touch. “I can’t believe you” I tell her. “You’re taking her side?”

She adamantly shook her head. “No! I’m just looking at both sides of the story. What I’m saying is, there is some truth to what she told you. Do you think that you’d have taken this path in your career if you stayed together? She may have sacrificed your love at that time but look at how it all turned out?”

I scoffed. “What sacrifice? I didn’t ask her for that.”

“Yes. But do you think that you’d still be together if you fought for your love back then? Would you be as successful? Men and women think differently, Choi. You’d be surprised at what we can do for love.”

“Yeah, right! Like how you sacrificed for GD?”

She flinched and looked away. “What GD and I had was completely different.” She stood up and picks the empty glass. “Look, why don’t you go to sleep and think things through tomorrow when you’re sober and clear-headed. We can talk again tomorrow.”

She turns her back to me and leaves.

But we didn’t get the chance to talk because I left for my parents as soon as the sun was up. I had my driver pick me up and I sent a text message to Park that I’ll stay in the villa for a whole week. After that, I turned off my phone.

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A/N:

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SS - 15

Sharing 15

So this is heartache …

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I have never been the confrontational type. I am the one who pretends that a problem doesn’t exist until it magically goes away. I hate arguments or any kind of conflict. So it goes without saying that I did not ask Seunghyun about the kiss.

As I lay sleepless in my bed and my phone tightly clasped on my chest, I waited for a phone call or text that never came. Honestly, I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to hear what happened from him. I just wanted to ignore it and pretend that it was just a natural thing for a guy and a girl to kiss after a date. I should have expected this right? I should have thought about the outcome of this complicated situation I knowingly got into. I should have been prepared for the hurt to come. I should have … but I have not …

I have not prepared myself for this. I was too foolish to think that there will not be any intimate moments between Bom and Seunghyun. I was too naïve to envision all this sharing game like it’s a child’s play date. And I have nobody to blame but myself. 

I woke up with a heavy heart and it was past 10AM when I got up. Mom left a note saying she had to work but left breakfast at the table. After eating, I decided to get out of the house and get some fresh air to clear the dark cloud that’s settled over my head. I saddled up Tamtamie for a long due exercise and at first, I aimlessly wander around until I realize that I am heading towards Bom’s house.

Not before long, we entered their gate and I was already down and tying Tamtam on a fence rail when I noticed a familiar red motorcycle.

I felt my heart drop with a thud. 

For a moment, my legs wouldn’t move. I was unable to decide if I should run away or go inside the house. 

Due to my few moments of indecision, I was seen by the caretaker of Bom’s family. The ahjumma knows me well and called me to come inside.

I started to shake my head, finally deciding to run away but she was already calling Bom and telling her that I’ve come to visit. 

Bom immediately came outside and hugged me tightly. “You’re just in time!” She started pulling my arm. “We’re having lunch. You should join us.”

I tried to disengage and protest saying that I just ate but Bom was having none of it. She seemed so cheerful today and arriving at the kitchen, I saw the reason why.

Seunghyun looked like a deer caught in the headlights, eyes wide and stiff. 

“Dara is joining us for lunch” Bom loudly announced.

I peel my eyes away from Seunghyun and said hello to Bom’s parents.

“I’m sorry for disturbing you” I said, “I was just in the area and took my horse out for exercise … I didn’t mean to intrude-“

“Hush” Bom’s mom interrupted me. “What are you saying? You know you can always come and go here, right? Come sit beside me.” She patted the chair next to her which was across Seunghyun. He’s sitting beside Bom and Uncle Park is at the head of the table.

I awkwardly said thank you and basically forced fed myself and it was a miracle that I did not choke to death because I felt a huge lump on my throat all throughout the meal. I was quiet, unlike the usual happy chatterbox that I used to be whenever I come over and Seunghyun was noticeably monosyllabic as well. He only talked when he was spoken to.

Immediately after dessert, I excused myself citing some household chores that needed to get done before my mother arrives tonight.

“Seunghyun and I are studying together” Bom informed me. “Why don’t you stay a while longer so we can do research for Economics together?”

I shake my head. “I’m really sorry Bom. Maybe next time?” I answered and forced a smile.

“Oh, alright.” She acquiesced.

I said goodbye to the room and met everyone’s eyes except Seunghyun’s.

I couldn’t get out there fast enough.

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The test message came a few minutes after.

I can explain, it read.

I ignored it.

Another beep. Let’s talk, please.

 

I rode Tamtam faster.

A few minutes later, I heard my phone ringing. I knew it was him. I let it rang and rang.

After a few hours, I grew tired of thinking.

“Where are you?” he asked, when I finally decided to answer his call. 

I paused for a beat, then in a small voice, “Where we first met …”

He was silent for a while and then I heard him let out a deep sigh. “I’ve been looking all over for you …”his voice hinted exasperation. “I was so worried when I found out you weren’t at your house. You wouldn’t answer my texts and my calls …”

I can imagine him raking his fingers through his hair in a frustrated manner. But I am at a loss on what to say so I stayed silent.

“Wait for me there.” He told me. “Don’t leave.” He hanged up.

When Seunghyun arrived, I did not stand up from where I was sitting under a huge tangerine tree on a higher up part of the grove, overlooking the rest of the plantation. I merely raised my head to look at him and we held our gaze for a moment and then he sat beside me.

The silence was particularly painful but I did not want to be the first one to speak. Finally, after a couple of minutes, Seunghyun did.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

I kept my silence and just stared straight ahead, not looking at him.

“I should have told you … Her parents personally invited me the other day when I sent Bom home so I couldn’t decline. It’s just lunch, Dara. It’s not a big deal.”

“If it’s not a big deal then you could have mentioned it easily, right?” I said, trying to leave out the accusing tone. I turn to look at him. “Is there anything else you’re not telling me?”

He averts his gaze and I knew. I picked up some of it earlier during lunch. I sat here thinking about all the little solicitous acts of Seunghyun to Bom during lunch. Although he was pretty quiet, he was very attentive to Bom’s needs and the way he sincerely looked at her made me feel insecure.

He let out a deep sigh. “I don’t think I can do this anymore …”

I felt a sharp pain right across my chest and it was difficult to breathe.

“Bom is a sweet girl,” he continued. “I’m really having a hard time pretending …” he looks at me, his eyes dark and hooded. “She trusts me completely, Dara. She relies on me and I just couldn’t continue hurting her this way … it’s not fair for her or to any of us … I’m sorry …”

Seunghyun is visibly struggling and I want to help him but I am hurting too.

“What do you really want to say, Seunghyun?” I ask quietly.

He held my gaze. “You know I hate the lying and the sneaking around. I am already having a hard time with school and things at home with my grandfather. I just think that we should stop this” he implored. “And … I admit, I’m starting to develop some feelings for Bom … I didn’t plan for this to happen … it was so easy to care for her.” Seunghyun reached for my hand and I was too weak from his confession to react. “I’m sorry Sandara. It just happened. I’m sorry.” He lifts up my hands to his lips but I pulled them back.

I turned away from him. I blinked away the hot tears threatening behind my eyes. I took deep, measured breaths before I said the words so my voice wouldn’t shake. “I understand,” I began. “That’s good, then. I wish you and Bom happiness. This way, we wouldn’t have to sneak around. You won’t feel guilty at all anymore dating Bom.” I braved a smile at him. “Really, this turned out for the best …” I paused, swallowing the lump in my throat. “You can just focus on Bom from now on.”

If Seunghyun was expecting an answer from me, that, certainly was not it judging from the widening of his eyes. But I continued on, trying to make this easy for both of us. After all, this was all my fault. “It’s alright. We’ll still be friends right? Just take care of my bestfriend-“

“That’s it?” he interrupted me. He raked his fingers through his hair and stood up. “I’m telling you all this and that’s your reaction?”

“What do you want me to say?” I raised my voice a little. “Should I make you feel guilty for liking my bestfriend? You said you want to stop this, didn’t you? You said you’re tired of sneaking around. You said-“

“I know what I said” he interrupted me again. He looked at me for a brief moment before he averted his eyes and I’m not sure if it was hurt or disappointed that I saw in his face. “I know what I said.” He repeated. “I just can’t believe that it’s that easy for you … what about us?”

“Like I said, we’d still be friends, right?” I smiled at him, but deep inside, smiling was the last thing that I wanted to do. I wanted to voice out my disappointment in him and a bubble of anger escaped my lips. “Besides, we never really talked about what our relationship was … it’s not like we were in a commitment …” the words I uttered sent stab wounds in my heart but I wanted to hurt Seunghyun, too, I realized. I was trying to be cool about this and refused to be the pitiable girl who was dumped for her best friend but he was making it hard. 

This time, when Seunghyun faced me, disappointment was evident in his face. Perhaps there’s a little bit of anger, too, at my little jab. “So that’s it then …” his tone belied his words. “Goodbye and goodluck?”

“Yeah” I breathed out. “Goodbye Seunghyun and I wish you and Bom happiness.” I restated my earlier statement.

He was looking down at me while I remain rooted in my seat. I am hugging my knees to keep myself from shaking. 

Seunghyun looked like he wanted to say something more but decided against it. He turned his back from me abruptly and walked away towards his bike and I watched him sped out away from the grove where our story began, without looking back. Not even once.

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I was on auto-pilot the next few days at school. I went to class, talked to friends, attended the play’s rehearsal and even ate lunch with Bom and Seunghyun with the rest of the gang, without crying. In fact, I never shed a single tear after saying goodbye to Seunghyun. It felt like my heart was apart from my body. I could not feel it. It was not there. A couple of times, I placed my hand over my left chest just to feel if it was still beating because it felt numb. But all I felt was a huge gaping hole where my heart used to be. It scared me to be calm like this. It was eerie. But I was more hyper, livelier than I’ve ever been and my friends took notice. Minzy said that I turned into an Energizer bunny.

I was especially alert during the two rehearsals we’ve had this week. After all, Seunghyun was there. I did not want him to see me being mopey. I was happy and glad. Truly. He and Bom love each other so all is well in the world.

That Saturday, it was Taeyang’s birthday and everyone decided to go to a noraebang once again where we went before for Bom’s party. I went in high spirits. We are also going to finalize our plan for the Senior’s MT expedition which happens every last weekend of January. All the seniors from school go to this event as a last hurrah before all the exams and college preparations start.

Like any regular day when the rest of the gang hangs out, everyone was rowdy and loud and generally in a party mood. Even I, who smiled at Bom when she came in with Seunghyun felt festive. I sang and danced and joined along with the merry-making.

I was doing fine. I was happy. I was okay.

Until reality hit me.                                                                                    

Until it finally came crashing down on me without a warning.

Bom was singing Genie by SNSD complete with the dance steps and she was, as usual, amazing. When she was done and we were clapping and yelling for more, she sat beside Seunghyun and he smiled at her looking like Bom is the most adorable thing in the world and he casually wrapped an arm around Bom which made her blush.

I was sitting adjacent to their seat so I could see their side profiles. Bom was sitting nearer to me.

All of a sudden, Seunghyun pulls Bom closer and kissed her on the right cheek which resulted to cheers from our friends and Seungri yelling for more.

I froze on this unexpected PDA.

I couldn’t breathe all of a sudden.

Was it my imagination when I saw Seunghyun glance my way just before he pulled his lips away from Bom’s cheek?

I did not have time to think much anymore as I found myself standing up and leaving the room.

“Where are you going?” asked Minzy.

“Restroom,” I managed to croak out, just before the first hot tear fell.

My knees were shaking and I was half-blind from the dam of tears as I find my way out of the noraebang. I couldn’t breathe and needed some open space. In my haste, I almost caused a waiter to spill the drinks he had on a tray along the dimly-lit hallway. I was too much in a hurry to even apologize.

It was still hours yet before nightfall but it was cloudy and the sky was threatening of rain when I finally was out of the establishment.

I walked towards the narrow alley beside the building and sank to my knees when I reached it. I was too weak. The scene earlier felt like a physical blow and I couldn’t handle it. I was letting out loud, heaving sobs as I clutch the clothes above my left chest.

It was too painful.

It was too much.

My dormant heart has finally awoken and feels like an active volcano threatening to rip out my chest. The pain fills me within my core and spread throughout my body. I was shaking uncontrollably.

I felt angry. I felt pain. I felt betrayed.

Why Seunghyun? Why? My mind was screaming. Why did you have to let me see that?

And then, my dark thoughts turned to Bom. It was all Bom’s fault. She was the reason why all this happened. Why did she have to be sick? Why didn’t she just die?

But as soon as those thoughts came, guilt came just as quickly.

I was shaking my head furiously. No. No. Oh, God, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I don’t wish Bom dead. I’m sorry … I’m sorry …

I was looking up at the heavens saying ‘Sorry … Sorry’ over and over when I felt a warm hand at my back.

“Dara, are you okay?” It was Chaerin. She knelt beside me and hugged me. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh, Chae! I didn’t mean it” I wailed. “I don’t want Bom to die.”

She stared at me silently but kept running her hand up and down my back. “Of course” she said finally and hugs me again.

“I’m just so hurt, Chae. My heart,” I was repeatedly beating my palm against my chest, “my heart, it hurts so much. It hurts so much.” A fresh wave of tears erupted again. “Make it stop, please. Make it stop …”

“Sshhh…” Chaerin soothes. “It will be okay Dee … it will be okay …”

But I know that it wouldn’t.

Nothing is going to be okay again.

Because my heart has been obliterated into tiny million pieces.

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A/N:

Hi lovelies! 

It’s been a while, huh?

Sorry for all the drama but we all know that this is coming, right?

Do let me know what you think. I love reading your comments.

Honestly, I’m kinda sad that this is the least popular among my three stories because this is my favourite but hey, as long as you, those who’ve subscribed and continued to show some love for this fic are happy, then I’ll be happy too.

I was finally inspired to write following the Tabisan interaction in Japan and now, the news about Dara starring in a web drama! Yey! I can’t wait!

I have this up in Wattpad, btw --http://www.wattpad.com/user/mzbookworm4life.

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