Love Me Again {Book 2}✓

Chapter 1

Present Day, 2 years later

Sana's POV

"Honey? Are you awake? Honey? Sana!"

"Stop shouting mom, I'm awake!" I groaned as I lifted the covers and got up. I took a look at my room. Purple walls (purple being my favorite color), posters of racing cars that were at least two years old, posters of my favorite rock bands, my high school graduation certificate, my letter of acceptance to Seoul University.

Seoul University. After finishing high school, I took a year off to spend more time with my mom and dad, Yicheng. We had much fun, travelling that year. We went to the US, we arranged a road trip around Europe and we visited my dad's hometown, Taipei, in Taiwan.

"Sana! Breakfast's ready!"

I washed my face, showered quickly, put on some baggy jeans and a crop top and went down to breakfast.

"Hi mom. Hi dad." I greeted them with a kiss on the cheek for each. I sat down and my mom put some waffles on my plate.

"Mom, I'm not that hungry."

"But you need to eat well!"

"I'm eating just fine mom." I smiled and simply took a bite off an apple. I didn't remember many things from my life but I remembered many apples. I guess I liked them too much.

"How are you feeling?" my dad asked.

"I'm feeling great. I have no idea why others are so stressed about their first day in uni." I took another bite off the apple.

My mom came to me and patted my back then kissed my head. "I'm glad to hear that honey. Just, stay safe."

"Mom, I'm 19 years old. I'm not a kid anymore." I got up and ran to my room, looking at myself in the mirror. I noticed the scar on my abdomen, visible since my jeans didn't ride high. I was told it's a birth mark so I never worried a lot about it. I grabbed my phone and took a mirror selfie which I posted on my Instagram with the captions 'Seoul University, here I come.', applied some final touches of makeup and got my bag. I headed down again.

"Sana, the car is here. You will have a chauffeur for today and, if you want, you can keep him for the other days as well." my dad said with a smile as he walked me outside.

"Great. Thanks dad!" I kissed his cheek one more time and entered the car. Behind the wheel was a guy in suit, with black hair and black glasses covering his eyes.

"Hello Ms. Minatozaki. My name is Yuta Nakamoto and I will be your driver."

"Oh, please don't call me Ms. Minatozaki. I'm Sana. And drop the formalities. If I hear you talking to me in plural, I'll tell my dad to fire you."

Yuta smiled. "Okay then. Are you ready?"

"Yep."

Yuta started the engine and drove off.

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Tzuyu's POV

"Uncle! Where are the keys?"

"What keys?"

"My car uncle!"

"Oh, your aunt has them."

I sighed in slight frustration and went to the terrace where my aunt was sitting, knitting something. I never understood how she likes it. It's boring.

"Aunt, do you have my keys?"

She looked up at me, lowering her glasses. "Your keys? Why would I take your keys? It's not like I drive." she chuckled softly and went back to knitting.