He leaned his head against the backrest and looked at me.

" I hated my mother for years. Until I found her!"

" Your mother!" I was a little confused.

Yoongi nodded. Took a deep breath.

" My father was a lousy piece of shit. He treated her like the worst, cheated on my mother all the time, took everything from her. "

He pointed his head out of the window and I turned around.

"Angel's Hope" was written on the building we were parked in front of.

"That's a psychiatric ward! He just shipped her off here. "

I turned back to him " Your mother is..." I pointed behind me with my thumb.

Yoongi nodded and slid closer to me. He cupped my cheek. Kissed me gently. Then he looked at me.

" I hated every woman he brought into our house. I did everything I could to destroy every single one of his relationships. I was going to do the same with Yvon. " he stopped... " Then the fuck you came."

My heartbeat quickened with every word he said.

" I wanted you to fall in love with me, really hard. So that I could dump you so fucking bad later."

"What?" I was shocked. I didn't know what to say.

"Kyra was all I ever wanted. I only loved her." Yoongi continued.

I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, but it was stuck.

" Nika!" he said almost in a whisper ... "I fell into my own trap."

He held my face in his hands and Eyes locked with me.

"You said my name for the first time!" I whispered, clutching his wrists. " Say it again!"

"Nika!" he repeated smiling a bit and kissed me tenderly. It was different, loving, a kiss with real feelings in it.

Our lips didn't seek each other like always, they touched carefully, as if it was our very first kiss.

Full of tenderness and love, our lips finally intertwined.

Yoongi leaned his forehead against mine. We both looked at each other.
" Get to know my mom and I'll tell you everything okay?"

"Okay!" I nodded and gently wiped his lips with my thumb.

We got out of the car and walked towards the clinic. I was excited and happy at the same time.

Yoongi sensed it and took my hand in his. A gentle squeeze from him was probably meant to calm me down.

"Oh hey Yoongi!" the nurse greeted us at the entrance. Yoongi smiled and nodded.

" How is she today?" he asked without letting go of my hand for a second.

"She's had her breakfast. But she refuses to take her medication. "

" Same old game!" he sighed.

"Accompanied Yoongi today?" the nurse looked at me and a smile flitted across her face.

" My girlfriend. Nika!" he squeezed my hand softly.

I bit my lower lip lightly and smiled. My heart skipped a beat. I am his girlfriend.

We stopped at a room door with the number 68 written on it.

"If there's anything, just call." the nurse said and pressed a box into Yoongi's hand. Then she left.

Yoongi took a deep breath, looked at me and lifted my chin.

" Your girlfriend hmm?" I grinned and he leaned in for a quick kiss.

"Ready?" he asked and I nodded.

Yoongi opened the door and we went inside.
" Eomma?"

I saw his mother standing by the window, brushing her hair and humming a song softly.

" Eomma?" Yoongi put the box the nurse gave him on the small table in the middle of the room.

She turned around and immediately smiled when she saw Yoongi.

The room was sparsely furnished. A bed against the wall, a table with two chairs, an armchair. The window was barred and the brown curtains made the room look sad.

"Yoongi!" she hugged her son tightly.

His mother looked older than she actually was. Her silver hair hung down and her face was marked by her illness.

"Why aren't you taking your medication?" Yoongi released her hug and reached for the box on the table.

" I don't need these things . I am healthy. When can I go home?"

Yoongi sat his mother down on the chair at the table. I stayed in the background and watched the two of them without saying a word.

He squatted down in front of her, sighed and looked at the box in his hand.

" Eomma! I promised you that I would get you out of here!" Then he looked at her and opened the box with the medication.

"Please take these things! " he poured the tablets into her hand.

I saw a bottle of water and went over, poured some into the glass next to it and handed it to Yoongi.

His mother looked at me. My heart was racing and I could only manage a pitiful "Hello!".

She stood up and Yoongi followed suit. " Lilly!" She whispered and cupped my cheek.

"Eomma! No...she is"...

" She's My Lilly Yoongi. " suddenly she hugged me tightly and started to cry.

I looked at Yoongi and showed him that it was okay for me.

"I'm sorry honey!" she cried softly on my shoulder. "I wouldn't have let it come to this!" she released her embrace and took my face in her palms.

Suddenly she furrowed her brow.
"But..." she looked at me.

" Eomma!" Yoongi pulled her slightly away from me. " She's not Lilly!"

His mother looked at me again. " She's not?"

" Her Name is Nika!"

Yoongi put his mother back in the chair. She was still holding the medication in her hand. " Take your medication at last. "

He reached for the glass of water .

" When is Lilly coming?" his mother asked . She took the tablets and looked at me again.

" I'm sorry little! But you look so much like her. "

I just nodded and locked Eyes with Yoongi. He nodded back.

" Do you remember Yvon? I told you about her. " Yoongi pulled up the other chair and sat down. I remained standing. I just watched.

" Oh ... our new maid!" smiled his mother.

I frowned. Looked at Yoongi questioningly. He looked at me briefly, then back at his mother.

" Nika is her daughter. " he cleared his throat.

I wondered why he didn't tell his mom that Haru and my mom...

"I wanted Nika to get to know you!" He took her hands in his and looked at me.

"Eomma!" he looked back at her. "Nika is my Girlfriend. I've fallen in love with her!"

" Yoongi! Did you break up with Kyra? Didn't I tell you never to leave her side?" his mother sounded upset.

" Eomma Kyra...!"

"You should keep an eye on that whore. You should be careful that she doesn't nest in our family again." She stood up.

" Kyra is not the problem. It's Haru!" Yoongi spoke calmly, his mother became angrier.

" Eomma? Kyra has always been good to me."

"Your father is a good man! Leave!"

♡

Kyra changed, the red dress that the next customer wanted to see on her body hugging her shapely curves.

She sighed because she had been thinking lately about whether she was ever cut out for a serious job.

She has been in this millieu for years and she is tired of giving in to the punters.

"I'm not getting any younger!" she muttered as she looked at herself in the mirror. The first gray strands were already peeking out.

Kyra thought that it was probably Yoongi who opened her eyes without him noticing.

He who fell in love with her and she who never returned his love. Because...

Kyra swallowed..Clearing her throat .

" It was high time he found someone worthy of his love." she mumbled.

"Okay!" she admonished herself. "Enough self-pity!" when there was a knock on her door.

She straightened her red dress, put on another small mischievous smile and opened the door.

Kyra's smile disappeared, her heart raced and her body trembled slightly! " Haru!"

He looked her up and down until his eyes found hers. " Hey Baby!"

It wasn't joy she felt. "What do you want!" She would have loved to slam the door in his face.

Haru looked good, she had to admit. But she would rather he just disappeared again. "My next client is coming soon! Make it quick."

"I'm your next client!" he replied and tried to take a step into her apartment. Kyra blocked him from entering.

"I didn't know your name was Cheong Il!" she said, crossing her arms in front of her body.

Haru saw her action and grinned. " Crossed arms always means a defensive posture!"

Kyra took a deep breath. " What do you want!"

"If I had registered as Min Haru, you would have ignored me!" Haru was still grinning.

" For good reason!" Kyra clenched her Jaw. " What the hell do you want?"

" Haru's expression became serious. " Yoongi!"

" Yoongi!" she repeated to him questioningly!

Haru nodded. " Can I come in? Can we talk?"

Kyra hesitated. All the memories suddenly came flooding back. That she had actually buried deep down.

The pain she felt when what she loved was taken from her.

She sighed heavily and motioned to her apartment. " Five minutes Haru. You only have five minutes!"

" Thank you!" Haru whispered with a slight smile and entered her apartment.

She looked after him, felt her heart clench and wanted to put Haru in a stranglehold.

" Can I sit down? " Haru pointed to the couch .

" 4 minutes!" Kyra crossed her arms. Of course it was a defensive posture.

" Okay!" he mumbled ...

Haru looked at her and smiled sheepishly. " You ... look good!"

" Three and a half minutes. Your time is running out!" Kyra swallowed and didn't make a face.

" Okay!" he paused for a moment before continuing. " You... never told him? Huh?"

Her heart was beating faster again and she could feel her pulse on her neck. "What exactly?" she huffed.

"You know what I mean. Come on Kyra...!" Haru took a step towards her.

" Don't you dare!" Kyra raised her hand and Haru stopped. " You forfeited your rights to me when you chose the side of your crazy wife. "

Haru ran a hand through his hair and nodded. " Of course...! What was I supposed to do?"

Kyra's tears welled up. " Talk to her conscience. Maybe I could have gotten out of this shit a long time ago!"

Neither of them spoke any further. Haru stood before her like a heap of misery.

Kyra looked at him reproachfully, shook her head: "I need a drink!" she muttered and went to the small bar in her living room.

She grabbed the whiskey glass and poured herself a drink. She emptied the glass in one go. She let out a sigh.

"I never told him, Haru." Kyra turned to him. " He thinks you're the asshole. And you let him believe it. Why?"

Haru sat down on the couch. A heavy sigh left his throat. " I don't know. I.. Rojin..she had control over everything. Over me, over our children...! Maybe i just don't want him to hate his mother."

Kyra put the glass on the table and sat down next to him. "She tortured me and you watched."

Haru looked at Kyra . "She was jealous of you. Jealous of Yoongi, jealous of myself, jealous of Lilly."

"She was the one who sent you to me, she wanted to watch us do it until Lilly caught us!" Kyra closed her eyes and buried her face in her hands.

"Why didn't you ever tell Yoongi about the baby?" Haru asked and Kyra shot her head up.

" What's not there doesn't need to be mentioned." she sniffed " Don't remind me."

"It was his, right?"

Kyra sighed..." Haru please, don't."

" Come on Kyra!"

Kyra stood up, paced back and forth..." Haru...!" she stopped and looked at him. " Yes! It was Yoongi's baby! Okay!"

She sat down across from him. " Yoongi should know the truth. Tell him or he'll hate you forever."

" Hasn't he been doing that for a long time?"

" He thinks you wete the one who sent Lilly away. And that you put his mother away. "

Haru looked at Kyra. " She wanted to get rid of Lilly. She went crazy. I had no choice."

" You have to find a solution . Yoongi is important to me. " Kyra's heart tightened.

" Do you love him?" Haru asked suddenly.

" What? No. Yoongi.... I ... I love him as my friend. "

" Kyra , you're still fucking my son. Should i believe that you don't love him?"

Kyra swallowed. "Believe what you want He's my friend and ...I don't want him in my bed anymore. "

Haru huffed..." Since when? He mentioned you not long ago!"

" Since Nika!" she answered him quickly.

" Nika?" Haru looked at her questioningly.

"You see! You know nothing about your son!"