"What's with the bouquet of flowers?"
She asked, gazing at the red roses wrapped in beautiful weaved long leaves. Youngjae carried it with both hands as he stood patiently in front of her apartment.
"I wanted to say sorry."
"Sorry for what? Telling the truth?"
She scoffed, remembering what Youngjae revealed at the therapy. Though she already found out it before, she was surprised that he said it in front of Dr. Donghyun who punched him repeatedly.
"I wanted to tell you the truth at the right time at the right moment."
"You mean you are going to tell me the truth after I slept with you or before I could discover the truth?"
"I didn't plan to pursue you just to sleep with you."
"You hate my father. What else would you want to do but wreck my life like what he did to yours."
"That's true. I hate your father like I hate Sun Ah's father, but it never stops me from loving you or her."
"I don't believe you!"
