Your Name

33| "I would say I'm in love with that person."

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As the days slowly passed since I lived in P'Yin's home, not much seemed to change between us. It was clear that P'Yin was making efforts to bridge the emotional chasm that had between us. But my response remained distant.

Whenever he spoke, I would offer little more than a hum or a brief reply before entering my room. Still, P'Yin didn't relent, his infectious smile remained a constant presence and he continued to engage in lively conversation as if determined to chip away at the wall I had built.

For now, I engrossed in the manuscript of my novel. I had submitted it to a few of publishing companies, fully aware of my status as an unknown writer. But this book was a labor of love, a piece of my soul poured onto paper and I longed for the opportunity to see it published.

Morning after morning, I would wake up to an empty house. P'Yin already off to work. Yet, a sense of his presence lingered in the carefully laid breakfast would be waiting for me, along with a note pinned to the fridge.

"Good morning :p! I hope you have a good day today! Just call me if you need anything, okay," the note said.

But despite P'Yin's efforts, I had consciously chosen not to share my phone number with P'Yin. My heart, still nursing the wounds from our past feared the possibility of falling for him all over again. So, I maintained my emotional distance, using my dedication to my novel as a shield against the allure of his unwavering warmth.

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"Aww Yin, you really look different these past few days," Mook said with a sly grin as we gathered for lunch, along with Fourth.

I chuckled lowly, glancing down at my plate as I continued to eat. Yes, I couldn't help but feel a bit brighter lately. There was a reason behind my cheerfulness. Every single day, I had the chance to see War. While he hadn't fully let me back into his life, at least he no longer denied knowing me or said that he hate me.

"You mentioned...spending time with 'someone special'. Who's that?" Fourth inquired.

Mook's eyes widened. "Wait, you already have a lover?"

I smiled shyly. "Not yet but I'm working on it. It's just...complicated," I admitted, knowing that mending things with War wouldn't be easy.

Our shared history was fraught with pain and I understood that winning War's forgiveness wouldn't be a straightforward endeavor but I was determined to prove to him that my love was sincere and that he was the only one in my heart.

"So...you like someone?" Fourth asked, his eyes locked onto mine

I paused for a moment, carefully considering my response. "I wouldn't say I like someone," I said.

A faint smile quirking on Fourth's lips. "Okay, I thought—"

"I would say I'm in love with that person," I continued, cutting Fourth's words. The words spilled out, unbidden but undeniably true. It was a confession I hadn't planned to make, not today, not to anyone yet but once the floodgates had opened, there was no turning back.

Fourth's smile fading as he stared at me with astonishment and curiosity. His analytical mind seemed to be processing the sincerity behind my words. "What-what are you saying?" Fourth asked.

"Spill the beans, Yin! Who's the lucky woman?" Mook urged excitedly.

Silence.

Mook leaned in closered. "Come on, Yin, you can't drop a bombshell like that and not give us any details. What's her name?"