There was a moment of silence, not created by awkwardness but by pure sadness. There was something different about his tone; the raw hurt etching in his rasp. Under every word was a painful memory.
Would Yoona be able to help him?
She let out a light smile. "Then why don't you tell me?"
Minhyun closed his eyes. Should he tell her? In this moment of time, after telling each other their true feelings, he felt obliged to tell her about her past. He had to be honest. However, as the memories swirled in his mind, suffocating his heart, speaking would only add fire to the pain.
A change of heart came to play.
When he opened his eyes, he could see the worried face of his companion. Yoona's eyes were widened as she leaned forward towards him while biting her lip.
Not before long, his deep voice rang in the air again. "That'll be a story for another day."
