"Oh! Yukari! It's been awhile since I saw you!" cried Isabella.

"Yeah, it's been awhile alright. How are you?"

"Oh, I'm fine! Miwako, Arashi, and Hiro! You guys look well! Did you guys get married, Miwako and Arashi?"

"Nope, but we're engaged though!" said Arashi.

"Congratulations! Oh, my! What an adorable child! Is he yours, Yukari?"

George and Kaori looked at Yuuki and had a look of shock. George turned to me with an astonished look and looked at Yuuki again.

"He's adorable… but... How?" breathed Aori, looking confused.

"By getting pregnant", I replied briskly.

Kaori glared at me and held George's hand while Miwako and Arashi coughed to hide their giggles.

"Er…well, you guys are going up to eat dinner right? Then how about we all sit together to talk about what we've been up to," suggested Isabella.

We all agreed and walked out of the elevator and into the restaurant. We talked while we ate and had a good time. What bothered me was that George kept looking at Yuuki. I knew what he was thinking- Yuuki looks just like him. But George never asked and held onto Kaori's hand. Seeing this Arashi asked, "Are you guys dating or what?"

It was quiet except for the slurping noises coming from Yuuki. Miwako glanced at me and turned to Arashi and gave him a glare. The two replied that they were in fact dating for about five years. I smiled and congratulated them, but inside, I felt heartbroken. All these years, I couldn't move on and was stuck in the past with George and he was dating someone else for five years.

I was so deep in thought, that I did not realize that George was asking me a question.

"Yukari?" George asked.

"Huh? Uh… sorry. I guess I'm really tired. I think I'll leave first, if you'll excuse me"

"Yukari, I'll take you-"

"No, I'm fine Hiro, thank you"

I took Yuuki(who was sleeping) in my arms and left the restaurant in a hurry and was at the elevator in a flash. I didn't realize that George had followed me; I was annoyed and hurt to say anything so I kept quiet. The elevator beeped and the three of us got in.

"Yukari… I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," whispered George.

"Oh, really? I didn't know. And why should you be sorry? You didn't do anything wrong, you just wanted to pursue your dreams as a designer. Besides, I already knew that you were the type who used women as toys and that you're not kind or warm enough to love someone. I was an idiot to even think that I 'loved' you," I replied coldly.

Before George was able to say anything, the elevator beeped and I went out and briskly opened the door of my room. Just as I was about to close the door, George came running in to my room.

"Get out, George. I have to put Yuuki to sleep"

"Well, I can't. I have to talk to you about work- I mean everything that has been going on for the past six years"

"I don't want to. Move."

I shoved past George and tucked Yuuki into bed in the next room. By the time I came out, George was already seated in one of the armchairs.

"Sit down Yukari," said George.

I glared at him and sat down across from him.

"What do you want George? What do you have to ask me about?"

"I'm very sorry that I left you Yukari. I really mean it. I'm sorry about everything that I did to hurt you. Will you forgive me?"

"I find that very hard to believe. Also, even if I want to forgive you, it's too late anyway. Just forget about it"

"Who is the child's father Yukari?"

Those six words were like a slap on the face. I just stared at him and tried to calm myself down. After a long moment of silence, I replied, "One thing's for sure, you're not his father. I met Yuuki's father after a couple of months after you left. I was a wreck. I mistook him to be you and dated him for some time. I got pregnant and we were about to get married after I gave birth to him. But… he died…" I whispered the last part.

"It was raining really hard and on his way to the hospital, he died in a car accident"

"He died?"

"Yes"

"Why did you mistake him for me?"

"At the time, I was confused. You were there the previous day, but then you were gone. I was confused and lonely that I didn't know what to do. Then, I met him. He looked exactly like you, but he was more kind, gentle, and loving than you were. I think because of his warmth, I was able to overcome my depression. I was glad to have him in my life. But after he was gone, I wasn't in denial because he gave me a great gift- Yuuki," I said crying. Oh crap, I thought,I hope he believes in this b.s. that I just told him about. It sounds like some horrible Korean drama. Ugh.

George was silent and said that he had to go. I was about to open the door when I heard someone shriek. It was coming from my bedroom. George and I looked at each other and ran to the room. It was dark and silent. When I turned on the lights, the room was empty except for the messy sheets and an open window…

"Yuuki… Yuuki!"