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At the end of November there's always a royal ballroom dance. Everyone was invited, everyone meaning only the royal lineage.

Kim Jungeun was invited so by default Sooyoung would be there well... she went only because she felt like she didn't want to be alone in the house.

She was wearing a beautiful red dress that Jinsoul recommended her, it fit Sooyoung very well Jungeun said it accentuated her tiny waist.

When they arrived a lot of people were there already, Sooyoung wasn't use to so many rich and powerful people, she felt like like a piece of dirty paper.

Jiwoo suddenly appeared in front of their eyes wearing white... why though? The last time they say each other she was also wearing white.
Jiwoo looked at Sooyoung and smiled with sadness and she noticed that in her eyes, she was screaming.

Sooyoung walked passed her once again ignoring her stomach making her feel nauseous. Jiwoo was so tired of being ignored by Yves that she grabbed her hand and lead her to the balcony.

Sooyoung was so confused but Jiwoo wasn't going to hurt her so she just went with her. When they arrived the moon was full and bright.

"Do you remember that night? When I told you I loved you too? The moon was exactly like this." Jiwoo was smiling to the moon, her hair was flowing nicely due to the soft wind.

"That happened ages ago and you still remember that?" Yves laughed. Jiwoo's smile faded slowly.

"Have you read them?"

"Read what?"

Then Jiwoo knew she hadn't even opened the letters... Her heart felt heavy and she wanted to cry.


"Nothing. I need to go now, Heejin is probably looking for me."

What a waste of time she thought, but something inside her told her that she shouldn't give up, maybe it was true, sooyoung was busy. She will continue to smile through the night because what else can she do?

Heejin wasn't looking for her she was seeing another woman, whose name was Hyunjin.

Sooyoung hadn't even had the energy to talk with her, she's always cold.


Jiwoo was alone.

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