"I'm sorry, I have some files to work on, Taehyung, I can't come tonight." Y/N spoke from the other side of the phone.
"This is what you've been saying almost all month. It's been so long, I haven't seen you, love." Taehyung spoke, in a low voice.
"I'm sorry, I'll try to come tomorrow, it's just this pressure of work, you see." Y/N replied.
"Are you mad at me for something? Did I do something wrong? Why are you like- like so like- detached, all of a sudden?" Taehyung spoke, even lower, this time.
"No, Taehyung, I'm not. It's just this work, I'll try to meet you tomorrow, hm? Now, I gotta go, bye. Take care." Y/N said before she hung up.
Taehyung put the phone aside before sighing heavily.
"What happened to her, suddenly?" Taehyung mumbled.
Well, it's been days they haven't spent much time together.
Whenever he called her, she'd say she was busy, or had work, or wasn't well, and things like that.
In the beginning, Taehyung was considerate enough, but then it started to feel weird and sad.
They were like drifting away from each other.
And the thing that bothered him was, he didn't know the reason.
Well, she gave the reason of her work, but he, as a matter of fact, knew that it wasn't true.
Or maybe it was?
On the other hand, Taehyung was also troubled about what to do with the decision-thing.
Y/N had been convincing him almost everyday about marrying Iseul and get it over with, but he of all, couldn't just marry another girl when he had his love of life to be Y/N, could he?
He was left alone, frustrated, bewildered, hurt, once again.
"Why does everyone leave me, every time?" Taehyung mumbled unknowingly.
He took a deep breath in before letting it out.
"Or maybe I'm just overthinking. Maybe, she really is busy and is trying to cope up with it. She has her own problems, after all, right?" Taehyung said to himself.
It was 10 pm,when he lay on his bed, hungry and with a mind full of thoughts.
Staring at the ceiling, he drifted off to sleep unknowingly.
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[ The same time, at Haneul's office room ]
"You're making a mistake!" Y/N almost yelled.
A man in his late 20s stood in front of Y/N,with his phone in his hand,smirking at Y/N.
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