The second item Yoonjung pulled out, was a scrapbook. The cover was decorated in Nuhyun's writing. I looked at Yoonjung, nervous, not wanting to see what was inside.
Yoonjung placed the scrapbook on my lap, and pulled put the third item. It was a small, grey box. My breath caught in my throat. I shook my head in disbelief as the tears began to fall again.
"He wanted you to have this.....," Yoonjung said softly. "He wanted you to be his." I didn't need to look in the box to know what was in it. Nuhyun was planning on proposing.
The fourth, and final item Yoonjung took out, was a plane ticket. "I'm not leaving you at a time like this." I said defensive.
"You're not leaving me, we're leaving the grief behind. We're going on a cruise." She said hugging me. "We leave in a week."
Yoonjung stood up and walked out, leaving me there with the scrapbook, box and ticket. I sat there, unable to move for a while after, but before long, curiosity got the better of me.
I opened the scrapbook onto the first page. I couldn't stop the smile that crept onto my face as I looked at the picture of our 'first' kiss. It wasn't really our first kiss, but Yoonjung would have killed us if she found that out.
As I looked through the book, tears came back, replaced by laughter, replaced again by tears. The memories of everything we went through will forever be with me, just as much as Nuhyun will forever be in my heart.
