365 Days of You

Chapter 5

One text from Min.

We need to talk.

What is she going to tell him? Only her parents have been allowed to know, otherwise she is sworn to silence in her contract, so there is no way she can tell him the truth.

She puts the phone away, distracting herself with cleaning her room.

It's been a month since she has come here to live with Nayeon. She has probably seen her once or twice in passing. And when she has, the older girl has been drunk, increasingly annoyed at her and asking her to stay out of her sight.

Mina is quite happy when Nayeon isn't around. The house- she mentally corrects herself- the mansion is huge, built in Victorian style and she spends most of her time exploring the paintings and the rooms. There is a lovely garden to take a walk when she feels suffocated. She has spent many her evenings there with her friends who usually leaves before Nayeon comes home.

In spite of her best efforts to keep her friends away from Nayeon, they have met once and Nayeon's been polite and pleasant to them.

It hurts Mina that Nayeon can be nice to her friends but not her, the legal wife. She quickly reminds herself that she doesn't want to be liked by her. She just wants to get out of her hair, wants this one year to be over.

"Hey. Did you get the text from Boram-unnie?" Jihyo barges into her room with as much as rights her friends take. She has grown to like the girl a lot, so she isn't exactly complaining.

Mina sighs as she lets Jihyo dig through her wardrobe. "Yeah, but I don't know what to wear."

"Hasn't Nayeon taken you out for clothes shopping? Nobody would believe you both are a couple if you wore these clothes."

Mina shrugs. 'These are all I have."

"Well. It's time to go shopping then."

"I don't have enough money."

"It's my treat, for my best friend's wife." Jihyo winks.

Mina's cheeks dust a pretty pink at being referred to as someone's wife, even though that someone is who she despises. "Don't let her hear you say that."

"You think I would?" Jihyo smiles with a cheeky glint in her eyes and offers her arm. "Let's go Madam?"

Mina gladly loops her arms around hers. Everytime she ventures out of the house she is glad to have someone with her. She is positive she's never going to get used to the multiple photographers and flashes that constantly follows her.

Being married to a celebrity itself still feels surreal. She has to often remind herself that she isn't living in some horribly twisted fantasy of hers.

"And cut!"

Nayeon scowls at the ad director. He hasn't even thanked her for her time. What an arse. She has gotten more offers for individual work after her wedding, yet they aren't consistent because she is barely sober in most of the shoots.

She glances at her watch. It is ten to five. She has to attend the after party of some movie premiere in a while. Obligations. Obligations. That's all she's been put on earth to satisfy.

She flicks open the bottle of vodka as soon as she enters her car. "Take me home Ho-jin oppa." She gently orders her loyal driver who tips his hat to her and shuts the door behind her.

She lays her head back as she let her thoughts travel back to the blonde. Her wife. She feels like laughing when she hears herself address her as wife. More like a whore she never used.

She doesn't even know her name and she is going to attend a party with her, as her wife.

If the blonde thinks that sulking around the house with her pretty doe eyes and damsel trapped in a fort face is going to make her treat her better, she has another thing coming.

Nayeon isn't a fool to believe in pretty faces.

She's barely met her a couple of times in the last month. It has never been pleasant. She can't help but be disgusted by her. She is whoring herself for money. Isn't she?

Yet, she doesn't say that loud. She hates the tears that easily springs to the Japanese girl's brown eyes. It makes her look like a scared little girl and almost likeable. She isn't going to be fooled by this act.

The same act everyone around her spins.

She takes another sip of her vodka as she remembers how pleasantly surprised she was to meet Mina's friends, especially the loud one who couldn't utter a word during their first meeting. Turns out she's funny and hysterical.

She closes her eyes and the last image that flashes to her mind is that of the younger girl in tears. She curses her mind for being useless and retaining unimportant memories and goes back to her drinking.