Love Is Not Over {Editing}

Her

My breathing quickens and my head throbs. 

Overwhelmed does not even begin to describe the tornado of emotions clouding my mind.

Could this all be true?? Is our love not over yet??

"Do you.. truly believe that?" I ask quietly.

"I really do. I wouldn't be lying to you about something as serious as this. You know, Jimin taught me the importance of honesty," as she speaks, her eyes curve into crescents.

Despite all the phrases and exclamations sprinting inside my head, I can't bring myself to express any of them verbally.

After a short silence, Sunhi continues.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course, go ahead," I smile at her.

"Were you happy with my brother? Let's say if he hadn't left, do you think you two would still be in a happy, fulfilling relationship?"

"Without a doubt," I respond without skipping a bit.

The lack of hesitancy surprises me and I find myself chuckling with reddened cheeks.

"Jimin treats- treated me like a literal princess. I had a really toxic relationship before and I allowed that person to control every single aspect of my life. It was suffocating and I promised myself that I would never put up with that mistreatment. But, I didn't even have to worry about a thing with Jimin. He's so supportive and considerate and kind-hearted and handsome and motivated and.." I exhale a dreamy sigh, aware that I probably sound hopelessly sprung.

Sunhi beams in encouragement. "You see? Then it'll be easy to fall back into that once you two finally reconnect!"

I bite the corner of my lip attempting to mask my doubt.

"It's more than just seeing each other again. I pretty much lied to him about this whole program and Jimin has his fair share of explaining to do too. We have to work through all the baggage from the past year. It'll be a lot of emotional labor. Sunhi.. I am terrified."

She squeezes my hand for comfort, "There's a fine line between fear and excitement."

The corners of my lips perk up hearing her reassuring words.

Before I can answer, Sunhi's phone rings.

She takes it out of her pocket and scans the screen before returning her gaze towards me.

"Sorry, let me take this."

I nod at her and take a few sips of my iced tea. I mentally remind myself to compliment the pastries and beverages; the tea was refreshing and the brownie had the ideal, fudgy consistency. It definitely received my stamp of approval.

Wait..the guy earlier said that the owner's family member suggested the vegan brownie? Does that mean that it was his idea? Did Jimin really...?

"Annyeonghaseyo. Ne, wae? Gwaenchanha... got boja haeyo."

She ends the call quickly and admires me with bright, hopeful eyes.

"Okay. Don't freak out but that was my brother. He's coming to the cafe right now."

"What!" I practically choke on my saliva.

"He sometimes stops by after work and visits us. It's your lucky day!" she squeals.

My mind might as well be a washing machine on the spin cycle.

"Crap, I have to go" I slam my laptop shut and throw my belongings into my book bag.

"Wait, what!? Hold on! I thought.. I thought you wanted to see him again? This is literally the best time," she frowns.