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Tzuyu : "Look at her face"

After those words Tzuyu left the porch. The kid in Jeongyeon's hands peacefully roaming her eyes here and there but not uttering a word. Her head was on Jeongyeon's shoulder.

The way Tzuyu said those words gives Jeongyeon chills, she's sure this is something she dont want. The tone of the Taiwanese wasn't a sweet or smirking or a mocking tone, she can sense pity in that. She can sense sympathy in that, but... back of her head there's this one picture forming, picture that is printed deep inside her heart and she really wishes that the things wouldn't be right.

Taking a deep breath she gently pulled the baby girl in front of her face, not forgetting to keep the girl in full comfort, that few kilograms kid gently settled in Jeongyeon's arms as she smiled and lift her hands to cup Jeongyeon's face and then she heard her chuckling. Which automatically made the older one smile, not until she noticed the lips of the younger one, they look the same... she clearly remembers the pictures older Korean shown to her when she was a kid, those lips are same as her.

Gulping and forcing her head to think that it's a purely coincidence but when her eyes met with the little ones, those got the same eye color as Nayeon's. Those deep brown eyes, she knows what effect they hold to her. And when her eyes shifted to her nose, the same bunny nose, she pinches to tease the latter. Cheeks as chubby as her mother, everything, it's like she's a photocopy of her first love and the last too, Im Nayeon. Everything she has is same as her mother, soo, soo, soo, well defined and beautifully made by god. Except, the forehead. It looks like, Chanyeol's. She hated the fact that the girl carries her father's forehead but she still can't deny the fact neither her eyes can, which are deep in tears, that this little girl really looks like an angel, a pure angel to her.

Her eyes are deep in water which rolled down her cheek to, the kid keep on saying things which eventually has no meaning, words which aren't audible, words which aren't clear how can you accept this young kid to even say a word. Maybe that girl can say few words but surely countable.

Out of emotions Jeongyeon hugged the girl and wiped her tears, maybe her tears aren't on her face anymore but her eyes clearly screams that the latter had cried.

?? : "Ana"

The voice... its soo sweet and nostalgic. Jeongyeon immediately caught the voice, she was right the whole time. The girl in her arms is a part of her lover.

And not too long the figure is standing in front of her. Taking a deep breath she let her eyes meet with the older one. The same electric spark she felt years ago is still high on voltage. The animals which she thought probably left engaged in the same thing again they used to be in. Those shivers down in her spine is no exception.

Removing her eyes from the older ones she jotted her expressions, there wasn't much shock like it was something she was expecting but still couldn't get ready for it.

Her hairstyle is changed, those hair which used to almost touch her waist are now just touching her shoulder. That's the only difference Jeongyeon was able to spot. This lady has not a single thing or age proof that this twenty seven year woman is a mother.

Jeongyeon : "Sorry...I wasn't aware that she's yours"

Erasing everything she stated the fact, not wanting to invest more time drowning in the eyes and the woman in front of her, knowing she still won't be hers.

Nayeon : "Hmm... It's fine."

She started coming close to Jeongyeon, Jeongyeon thought her heart rate can't be increased more but guess she was wrong, her heartbeat is still increasing with every step of the shorter one.

Nayeon : "Ana... baby, come here"

The little girl looked at her mother and with a force shook her head not knowing the fact that there could be a deathly jerk.

Nayeon : "You don't want to come to mumma?"

The girl again shook her head with the same speed.

Jeongyeon : "Here..."

She bend a little making Nayeon comfortable to pick the girl who is holding onto her jacket, from her embrace.

Nayeon put her palms on her daughter's waist as she lightly pulled her, put the tiny fist just tightened the hold onto Jeongyeon's jacket and whined.

Jeongyeon : "I can keep her... until she'll drift into sleep"

Nayeon : "I won't leave my daughter alone"

Jeongyeon : "You weren't here from the last ten minutes since she's with me. So I can handle it"

Nayeon : "I went to use comfort room, so I asked Tzuyu to be with her but that girl strolled and get her to you"

They both sighed as they quickly got their maknae's plan.

Nayeon : "Pat her back gently, she'll fall asleep fast"

Jeongyeon nodded and started patting the youngest Park's back. She hate to think that this girl got Chanyeol's forehead but love her way more than that cause the other features are of her mother.

They both just stood in silence, none of them uttering a single word, both hearts are crying but none of the eyes got the power to show it.

Jeongyeon : "You should go inside, he must be searching for you"

Nayeon : "We have separated"

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