Gucci Queen [Eng]

XVI

She invited me to her house again.

This time, I accepted.

We're sitting in her couch.

She's telling me about her trip.

And about how she missed talking to me during the time she was out.

But I can only think about the picture of her and that other man.

She waves her hand at me.

I zoned out.

"Sorry.. I'm listening"

"No, you're not." She giggles.

What a beautiful sound.

"Tell me, Tae. What's going on inside your head?"

That's my chance to know who's that guy.

"Who was the man holding you in those pictures?"

"What pictures?"

"They were all over the magazines"

"Oh.. those pictures.."