"I'm..sorry."

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Sakura's POV

I stared at the red velvet dress hanging on my wall, and then I turn my gaze at the black stilettos. Once again I turned to stare at the box full of jewelries.

You might wonder where this came from? And what is this for?

It's from Sasuke himself. And these things, I have to wear them for our dinner tonight. Yeah, he just asked me to eat dinner with him. I mean, I was damn happy that Uchiha Sasuke, the guy I like for a long time, asked me.

And I found myself grinning like an idiot right now.

It's 5:55. Our dinner will be at 7, so I guess I have to prepare for now.

I took a bath, then put on all my clothes and then after that I put on a light make up. And lastly I dried my hair and I realized it got longer. I tied it on a braid and set it aside on my shoulder.

I checked the time again and it's 6:30. It's enough time for me to get to the restaurant. So I got out and hailed a cab.

When I arrived at the restaurant and I went at the table that the waiter said Sasuke had reserved for us.

I waited and waited until it is 7:00.
Guess he is just stuck on a traffic.

Then I waited again and again, until it is 7:45. I frowned and cover my eyes with my hands.

He's not coming. I didn't expect that.

And then suddenly I feel someone sat in front of me. Excitement perked up but then it is replaced by disappointment when I saw the person in front of me.

It was Karin.

"What do you want?" I asked trying not to be rude although there's a scowl on my face.

"He is not coming."

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I plopped on my bed, exhausted.
I just pulled all the clothes and jewelries off. Staring at the ceiling blankly, I began to cry silently. I released quiet sobs as I continue to cry and my thoughts are directed to what happened earlier.

He's a bastard!

"I want to hate you right now..." I whispered.

"You bastard! Bastard! Bastar--" I was cutted off when my doorbell rang. I frowned, standing up lazily and went downstairs.

And when I opened the door I didn't expect him standing there.

"Sakura." He whispered.

"Yeah, I'm not mad." I faked a smile as I crossed my arms, but deep inside it my anger is at high and my chest felt like it's being squeezed.

"I'm..sorry."

And I didn't expect what he did next.

He kissed me...again.

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