"Kay?" Sayuri said, then her mouth twitched a bit, "Not only did Kyle tell her the day after we did it the first time, but she also had to have her room soundproofed a few days later."

Sayuri found herself still wanting to laugh each time she remembered that day. The glare Kay gave them and she growling about how some rabbits were too loud so she had to soundproof her room.

Kyle had been utterly shameless and merely shrugged, saying that it was the hazards of being such a sex stud.

The disgusted expression on Kay's face had been priceless.

Getting back to the present, Sayuri had to admit to herself that she really was rubbing it in. She didn't know why she did it and she felt this perverse desire to make the girl in front of her go red in the face.

Perhaps she wasn't as indifferent about the ex as she thought she would be.

Sayuri wasn't a Saint.

She wanted Sari to know the truth - and at the same time, make her fully aware of what a gem she had let go. She wanted to help, and hurt, at the same time.

Such conflicting desires and instead of choosing one, Sayuri did both.

While Sayuri was revealing everything without a care and being both the Devil and the Angel, Sari was going through a major upheaval in her mind.

The talk with Kay years ago had started her on the path of improvement, but this confrontation with Sayuri sealed the deal. Kay had been the kind one and that was the best during that break-up moment.

Sayuri, Sari admitted, was really blunt and straightforward.

She looked at Sayuri with renewed eyes.

The woman in front of her wasn't that much older than her yet was much more confident and strong. She could even admit openly about her feelings for Kyle and what sort of relationship they had. Her faith in him was unwavering and her love so obvious.

Sari thought long and hard about all the things she had done while she had been with Kyle. If she could turn back time, would she have done things differently?

Most definitely.

However, the past is the past. You can't change it.

She felt she learned a lot from this, and the pain (and feeling of discomfort) that hit her each time the girl talked about Kyle's sexual prowess made her realise that perhaps, her feelings for Kyle never did die.

It wasn't that she was still in love with Kyle, but rather, she still had good feelings for him. Perhaps that is why she had called out to him earlier rather than just turning around and avoiding him.

After all, they did not have any sort of fight or whatever when they broke-up. If anything, it had been her that had betrayed him. Though, at that time, she didn't think so or hadn't seen it.

"He's coming," Sayuri said, breaking Sari out of her thoughts.

Sari looked up and saw Kyle approaching.

Such a breathtakingly handsome man, who had once been hers, was now someone else's. Sari lamented over the fact that the man who was approaching did not have the warm smile and soft gaze that she was so used to.

Instead, it was a cold mask of indifference, as if everything and everyone around him wasn't of interest to him.

Perhaps they weren't.

"Kyle, sweetheart, why don't you catch up with Sari for a while," Sayuri said as she stood up, "She has a few questions for you. I'll be waiting for you right there."

Sari's eyes bulged wide open and her mouth was agape at the way Sayuri just pushed her under the bus. Kyle nodded and sat down, giving Sayuri a glance as to where she was headed.

Kyle didn't say a word, and Sari found the questions stuck in her throat. She took several deep breaths and formed the questions in her mind, repeating it a few times to get courage.

Kyle just sat there patiently while she gathered her thoughts, neither pushing nor looking irritated.

"What's your relationship with Sayuri?" Sari asked.

Kyle frowned, tilting his head and asked, "What's it to you?"

"Are you sleeping with her?" Sari prodded on, proud of herself in continuing despite the rapid beating of her heart. She had vowed that she was going to change, and if she didn't do this, she felt she would never improve.

"Not that it's any of your business, but yes," Kyle replied, puzzled, "Why do you ask?"

Instead of answering, she then asked another question, "You once told me that you wouldn't sleep with me until we got married, so does this mean that you're marrying her?"

"No," Kyle said, "You already know why I was waiting until marriage before sleeping with you."

"Why me, but not her? Aren't you being unfair to her?"

Kyle stared at her, and replied, "In what way am I being unfair to her? This was our agreement from the start and she agreed. She wanted this as much as I did. Sex with no strings attached."

"Are you surprised? Disgusted? That I have such an arrangement?" Kyle asked back.

"I can't deny that I am surprised, but … I don't understand. Even though you already talked it out with her, why aren't even considering marriage to her? If you're so compatible, why …?"

"Look, Sari," Kyle said, getting up, "I do not know why you're asking me these very personal questions, but I have answered them on account of our past. What I do now, and how I live my life is, quite frankly, none of your business."

On impulse, Sari reached out and grabbed his hand to stop him.

"I'm sorry for having doubted you and hurt you, but please. Don't let me be the reason you're shutting yourself out," Sari pleaded.

"You're not," Kyle replied firmly before leaving.

Sari watched him go and prayed, "Be happy, Kyle. Be happy with Sayuri."