She is the younger sister of his fiancée. She has always loved this man.
Jisoo is forced to step in for her sister when she fails to appear on her wedding day, but being married to KIM TAEHYUNG is an absolute nightmare.
She has always adored the m...
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I pause at the sound of Jisoo's voice and lean back against Lisa's bedroom door, my eyes falling closed.
Who am I kidding? I came here because I knew this is where I'd find her, and not because I wanted to speak to my sister.
"I'm worried I won't be able to change her mind," Jisoo says.
"With just a few days left, my anxiety is off the charts. If Irene doesn't show up on her wedding day, I'll be the one getting married."
"Would that really be so bad?" Lisa replies.
My heart races as I wait for Jisoo's answer, but all that follows is silence. I brace myself and straighten my spine before knocking on Lisa's door. The door opens and my sister's eyes widen when she sees me standing here.
I can count the amount of times that I have been here on one hand. Being forced to live so close together meant that my siblings and I are very protective of our privacy, and normally I would never breach our unspoken rule of respecting each other's private space when we aren't in communal areas.
Today, however, is an exception. I'm not here for Lisa. I'm here for Jisoo. I look past my sister into hazel eyes that carry a hint of agony.
"Jisoo, can I speak to you for a moment?" She hesitates, but then she nods and rises from her seated position on my sister's bed. She walks up to me, her dress swaying. Even when she looks this distraught, she's beautiful.
"Follow me." She falls into step with me as I lead her to my condo.
"Where are we going?" she asks, her voice soft.
"My place."
It's strange to think that Jisoo might soon be living there with me. Neither of us wants this, but with each passing day it's becoming more and more clear to me that this is inevitable.
Both of us are just caught in a web of our own deception, convincing ourselves that Irene will change her mind, that everything will be the way it should be.
But we both know better.
Jisoo is quiet as she follows me down the long hallway that connects Lisa's living quarters to the main house. Perhaps it would have been better to take her to the main living room, but I'm not certain our conversation would be private there.
I lead her to my condo, suddenly seeing it through fresh eyes. Irene designed and decorated most of this throughout the years, both of us expecting to live here together someday.
I wonder what Jisoo thinks of it. Does she like the monochrome theme Irene went with? I can't imagine what it must be like to even entertain the thought of having to live your sister's life.
"Can I offer you a drink?" I ask as she sits down on my white leather sofa, the same one she and I fell asleep on just a few weeks ago.
Jisoo shakes her head and looks up at me questioningly. "I'm okay," she says. "What is it you want to talk about?" I sit down next to her and turn to face her.
