Enigmatic

Second Chances

Nayeon's POV

Chaeyoung is a dead woman, execution methods to be determined. How dare she. How fucking dare she go and always drag Jeongyeon into whatever she and Dahyun is cooking up? In my hypothetical queendom, she's definitely demoted to peasant and I'm already thinking of ways to punish Mina's fiancé.

But Unnie, are you unhappy that Jeongyeon has friends?

It's not that I'm not happy that she has friends, and they claimed that they are not doing anything bad.

I don't know but these days, I just want to always be by Jeongyeon's side. I also have very little social groups despite working in show business. I mostly hang out with Mina and Sana before and since they are also busy, then I don't have anyone to talk to most of the time.

And Jeongyeon has been willing to go wherever I am, whenever I call. I also help her manage her bar at times. During those times, I just mostly stare at Jeongyeon's pretty face, thinking how much we're a match. A pretty girl like me deserves to have a pretty girl as my girlfriend too.

But Jeongyeon seems to also want to spend time with Dahyun discussing business deals and what not. Such discussions included them building another branch of bars all over the world. I tried to convince her to have it handled by their lawyers or someone else. But no. Jeongyeon made the unilateral decision that the business should be prepared by them personally.

Which resulted in me calling for our driver again because she would not be able to drive me home.

And I might have engaged in substantially more frustrated huffing if there were anyone around to hear and sympathize with me. But as it stood, everyone's busy and my manager and other staff would not understand my situation. So instead, I just fantasized about having Dahyun and Chaeyoung drawn and quartered.

I let out a deep sigh, irrationally annoyed at the gust of wind that I'm letting out.

And then there's my mother who just called me, which certainly hadn't helped my mood.

Immediately dropping the call off even if we're not even done talking, my mother texted me instead, showing her displeasure with my attitude. But I hardly felt inclined to abide by her expected etiquette while she asked me to change my profession.

I remember telling her that it's too late to change it and that I love what I'm doing, but she just said that she was older than me when she switched to managing businesses.

I can imagine her mouth pressed into a thin line, hands folding, definitely not happy that I'm rejecting her offer.

Once upon a time, I looked forward to managing our business. I'd prepared, but then I fell in love with modelling. I know that I have to perform a duty to my family, to help them with our business, but I just think that it really would not make me happy.

At this rate, my family might disinherit me and replace me with an obedient daughter. It sounds so bad, but I think that's better than living a life that I don't want.

During these times, I really miss Jeongyeon's presence. Most especially that it was my mother who opened a path to us meeting in the first place.

And I still vividly remember the first time that I saw Jeong. And my stupidity that night.

When we arrived at my place, I talked to my driver a bit and informed him to bring my things inside. I asked him how his day went, and he informed me that her eldest daughter would be graduating this year. I offered him a small pat on his back when he helped me get out of the car before heading towards the door.