Lisa

Jennie is quiet as she walks into the kitchen and I frown at her. The way she's looking at me puts me on edge. There's fear and accusation in her eyes, and I wonder if she's still thinking about what I said to her — that I needed to find myself a distraction.

She avoids my eyes as she walks towards the coffee machine, and I grab her arm. "Sit down. I'll make you a cup," I murmur.

She looks up at me briefly, and the bags underneath her eyes match mine. I sigh as I make her a cup of coffee, hating the tension between us now. I never should've said a thing to her. I never should've told her how I feel. I hesitate as I make her coffee, and I think back to the day she moved into her student dorm. I smile to myself and put a tablespoon of salt in her coffee, just like I did back then, just for old time's sake.

I hand it to Jennie with a serene expression, and I watch her as she takes a sip. Her eyes widen and she looks up at me as she forces the sip she took down. Her lips transform into a beautiful smile, and she bursts out laughing.

"Wow, that's a nostalgic little prank," she murmurs.

"Hey, you can't go wrong with the classics," I tell her, laughing, and her eyes flash with amusement. I breathe a sigh of relief. I was so worried that I'd ruined everything between us.

"Classics, huh?"

I look at her, alarmed, and hold my hands up. "Not the cockroaches," I whisper, pleading with her, and Jennie giggles.

"I'm going to get you back for this, you know that, right? I let you get away with the Crazy Frog song, but you only get one freebie."

I grin at her. I love seeing her eyes flash like this. Lately she's been looking so stressed out and worried, and I'm glad something as simple as this still makes her smile. I love seeing her laugh.

"I'm looking forward to it," I murmur, a twinge of excitement running through me. Jennie is capable of some utter mayhem, and I really shouldn't encourage her, but if it gets her to take her mind off her dad, I'll do it quite happily.

Mino walks into the kitchen, and I stiffen. I can't get my mind of the two of them spending the night together. My fucked-up mind keeps imagining his hands on her body, and I only barely manage to keep my anger in check.

Jennie has her back to him and glances at her coffee cup, shaking her head. She smiles up at me, her eyes lighting up. "Seriously," she says. "I'm outraged in Spanish."

I burst out laughing, and so does she. Mino frowns and wraps his arm around her waist, pressing a kiss to her cheek, and my amusement is instantly gone. Jennie seems startled, and it's obvious she hadn't noticed him. How very interesting… she's always hyper-aware of me.

"What does that mean, darling?" Mino asks, and Jennie stiffens.

"Oh, it's nothing," she says. "It's from a TV show."

Mino looks at her in confusion, a flash of uncertainty in his eyes, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I don't want her to let him in on any of our inside jokes. There aren't many parts of Jennie that are still mine, and I want to hold on to the ones that are with all my might.

I inhale deeply and try my best to smile at Mino, catching him off guard. "Your house is rather impressive," he says, and his British accent grates on me. I wonder if it's one of the things Jennie loves about him.

I smile in thanks and sigh. "How about I show you around?" I say, hoping he'll say no.

Mino grins at me and nods. "Oh, I'd love that. I've been curious about this mansion of yours. I must admit that I've never been in a property quite as grand as this one."

He looks at Jennie and smiles at her. I watch as he walks up to Jennie and takes her coffee mug out of her hand. Just that small act pisses me off. Jennie is a clean freak, and all our lives, I've been the only one she's ever shared food or drinks with. "Let me have a few sips of this, darling," he says, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

"Oh no, don't," she says, her eyes flashing with panic. She takes the cup back from him, and he frowns. Jennie smiles nervously and brushes her hair behind her ear, her hand trembling. "I, uh, I accidentally put salt in it," she tells him, and it's my turn to frown. I shouldn't be surprised that she keeps our pranks from him, but it annoys me nonetheless.

Mino smiles at her and shakes his head. "Sleepyhead," he murmurs, amusement twinkling in his eyes. I grit my teeth when he places his hand on the small of her back and smiles at me. "I'm rather wretched without a cuppa in the morning, but I think I'll be fine," he tells me, and my goodwill is instantly gone. Well, that lasted long. I glance at my watch and sigh. Ten seconds, or so. That's how long I lasted before wanting to punch him in the face. Even his fucking voice irritates me. I'm tempted to mimic him, but I resist.

I see Jennie bite back a smile, and I unintentionally glare at her. Surely, she doesn't like that dumb accent of his? I shake my head and inhale deeply. I really need to get a hold of myself.

Mino asks me a million questions as I show him all the different rooms in my house. I pause in the theater room and sigh. I designed this room with Jennie in mind. It's basically a much more luxurious set-up of what I arranged on her sixteenth birthday. It's crazy to think that that's over ten years ago now. Here I am, standing in this room, with the man that has everything I've ever wanted.

I shake my head absentmindedly and lead Mino to the next room. The worst thing is that he's actually a nice guy. He's tried his best to help with John too, and he seems to treat Jennie well. I can tell that he feels intimidated by me, but he's nice nonetheless. He's a little too nice, in my opinion. I can't understand what Jennie sees in him. He's so fucking dull. I haven't seen him make her laugh even once.

"You might like this," I tell him, unlocking the door to my safe room. His eyes widen as we walk into the room, and I have to admit that even I am impressed every time I walk in. "It's completely secure, with its own generator and satellite connections." I click the security feeds on, and all angles of the house are covered. "The only rooms that don't have cameras are the bedrooms and the bathrooms. I have a security team that monitors my property and my office, but I do keep copies for reference too."

Mino looks impressed and I smile at him as he plays around with the multiple controls. I was exactly the same when I got it all installed the first time around. Mino frowns at one of the screens, and I follow his gaze, my eyes narrowing.

"Oh dear, what is she doing?" Mino asks, confused. I zoom in on Jennie to find her kneeling in my dining room, something that looks suspiciously like glue in her hands.

"What is she doing?" Mino asks, frowning.

I shake my head at him and lean in closer, curious. "Is that… a whoopee cushion?" I murmur, amused as hell. "Where the fuck did she even get that?"

Mino looks more stressed out by the second, but I just find it amusing as hell. She even found one that matches the color of my chairs. I watch as she glues it to my usual seat in the dining table, a huge smile on her face. She did warn me that there'd be payback…

"I have no idea if that's even going to come off. My god, I can't believe she's doing this. That's destruction of property. How much are those chairs?"

I laugh when she pushes against the pillow and bursts out laughing. I love seeing her like this.

"Two thousand dollars each," I tell him. Worth it. That smile of hers is worth far more than a measly chair or two. I glance at Mino, the outrage on his face, the stiffness in his every move. I can see why he'd like the version Jennie portrays of herself in his presence, but the real her? He could never handle the real Jennie.

"Don't worry about it," I tell Mino. "For Jennie, this is quite a mild prank. Hell, it's probably one of her lamest. I guess it's the best she could do without time to prepare. Just pretend like you don't know. I don't care about the chair."

All I care about is the smile she's got on her face right now… the smile that I put on her face.