"I want to be great or nothing at all."

"You know, you should have done this a long time ago. I think this vacation is bringing you back to your sense." The older man said, but in return, I gave him a complete silence. He was trying to get in my temper again. Why did I even agree to have dinner with him? But even though how much I hate him he was still my uncle. In the past few days, he was trying his best to annoy me like he always does but it was effectless. My thoughts were only rampaged by someone, and it hurt so bad, even though I was the one who have shown my back to them. I couldn't help but think about it. I was lost.

Uncle Ben seeing my absence mind, he put down the fork and knife on the table and he crossed his arms over his chest as he try to read me. I could see him from the corner of my eyes, but I remain to say nothing.

"Aren't you hungry? You haven't even touched your food." His deep voice came in. My gaze and all my attention were only on one thing: the ocean. It was bright and shiny as the sunlight shimmer on it. The restaurant we were having dinner was an open restaurant near the beach. Outside the restaurant was some dancers dancing with flowers rings on their neck as they dance syncing to the sound of the local music. The surrounding was cheerful and warm, but I couldn't enjoy myself with them.

"I don't have an appetite," I said, turning over to him.

"You know what?" He starts, "Since You give me your precious hard working position to me, I'll grant you a wish."

Was he trying to cheer me up or what? When did he become so thoughtful?

I scoffed, unbelievable at his words.

"Don't give me that look. I'm serious here." He try to pout but as he was getting old it wasn't cute at all. But he was still a handsome and charming gentleman. Sometimes, I wish to scratch off that beautiful face.

Besides being cunning, my uncle is indeed a beauty of art. Broad, tall, fair complexion, flawless skin, and I have always liked his bluebell eyes. He has these rare eyes.

"I don't want anything. Just leave me alone and return back to Korea. They must be waiting for their new CEO who is here annoying his niece."

He laughed but shrugged it off.

"Here," He said and slide a medium-sized envelope to me.

"It was meant to give you early but you always seem to lose in your own world. I don't wanna know what's happening with you but you must come, alright? Your aunt really wants to see you."

Taking a glance at the invitation, I sighed, realizing what it was. It was their 19th-anniversary invitation.

"Everyone is happy except me," I mumbled, only made for me to hear but Uncle Ben has a sharp ear.

"Love has no boundaries." He said and I glanced at him. Why would he share his love story with me?

"How does it feel? How does it feel to have a family?" I was sad. My voice clearly announcing that I was empty.

"Great! Every day I got to wake up feeling the arms of the woman I love. Our alarm starts with the cries of the baby, and the amazing sight of dolls and toys scattered around the room made my day even more perfect. Stepping onto the annoying toys also gives me happiness even though it gives me pain. It's just a reminder that I have someone by my side. My life is going amazing." He ended up smiling widely.

I envy him.

I can't help but feel jealous of my uncle's perfect life he was having. It was the perfect life I always dream of. They fell in love and got married with four lovely children. They are very happy with no regrets. What can be more blessed than to have a perfect happy family?

From the very beginning, my life started with no mother or father. I couldn't able to feel their presence nor how it feels to call them, mother and father. I was rich but that wasn't enough. I was lonely. All I wanted was attention and love. My grandmother and grandfather never fail to satisfied my desire but they rarely made time for me because of the business.

"Now that you mention about my family. Why didn't you attend Baekhyun wedding?"

My uncle knows that I was very close with Baekhyun but how am supposed to tell him what has happened between us. It was over.

"He may not need to see my face." I tried to look not into his eyes and distract myself outside.

He throws a questioning look, looking at me suspiciously with the possible outcome. I'm sure he was questioning my answer with the look he was giving me. Not to mention that he even knows I have a soft spot for Baekhyun but not anymore.

"Some hearts are meant to break."

He smile when I turned. Why he would say that to me? I was confused.

"What?"

"Sometimes the one you are with isn't the one that is meant to be with you. When you find your other half, you will have to break a few hearts to be with the person you love."

Meant to break hearts? Those words are just meant to fulfill imagination. It's just lame as you.

"Aren't you planning on dating someone?" He suddenly asked, and I found myself out of words. Love is a beautiful thing until you realize it was just one-sided love. He would never love back a vicious woman like me.

"What do you think of Yoongi?"

He suggested out of nowhere as I went speechless. Why would Uncle Ben pick him? He doesn't even know him yet.

My heartbeat and I breathe heavily at his name. Yoongi have sure made his impact on me long ago but my ego didn't admit it.

My uncle being the older and wiser man, he knows better. He just found out that it trigger me.

"Yoongi?" I tried to act cool and unaffected. "He's a good man, isn't he? He's honest and he dares to speak my flaws."

I tried to hide your smile when I recalled every moment with him. Indeed I was in love with him.

"Isn't that good? You found someone. Someone who is honest with you. You should try out with him?" He suggested, wanting to find my reaction but got nothing. I was very good at hiding my feelings and emotions in front of others, except Yoongi. He was the only person I could ever able to lean on while I cried my sorrow out.

"Uncle, do you think I'm wily and a self prejudice person?"

"Whoever said that to you is accurately correct."

As soon as he said that I glared at him but he started to laugh. I didn't get offended by his words because this is who he was. He likes to make fun of people's weaknesses but he's good at heart. He was just like me: a spoiled brat.

After coming back to the house, I went straight for a shower. The dinner was good but after some hours I actually forgot how it taste because I barely even eat them.

Uncle Ben went back to his hotel. He has to pack his things and leave early for tomorrow's flight. He was returning back to Korea and I'll be alone here just as I wanted it to be.

Suddenly I felt weird, weird not in a bad way. Seeing my uncle working so hard to get to know me, I was touched. But was he trying to help? Or trying to plot something? He is still unpredictable.

Nobody is perfect. Everybody is born with flaws and imperfections. My flaw was that I couldn't oversee what was coming. I have tumbled down very badly.

Laying still in the bathtub for over 30 minutes my thoughts went deeper. The water had been holding me thinking for the past few days. The silence around me was the truth and a reminder how lonely and miserable each day I have been. I wanted to run away and start a new life, and I did it, but I can't help feel guilty about what I have done.

I hated myself for still caring. What can I do more, half of my past and memory was share with Baekhyun. Every memory with him, I wanted it to disappear from my brain. I disgust myself for doing all the wrong things to my best pal. Why? Why Y/N? Why do you do that?

Why?

My body slowly and slowly went under the bathtub and the water rose, dripping on the floor. I was now fully under it. I couldn't breathe but the cold water seems to understand me as it start to took the life out of me. This is not the first time I was having sad chemistry with the water. The last time was when I tried to end my life, but was unsuccessful. There was one person behind that day.

Immediately, the person pictured on my mind as I quickly move up from the water and breathe heavily, trying to call his name as I catch my breath.

"Yoongi," I breathe, panting heavily.

I missed him. I missed him so much. I miss being around his arms. I started crying thinking about him. The warm tears run down my cold cheek as I cry. He was the one who gave me a new life. A new chapter in life to begin with, but all this time I was blind to see that. What will I be doing if he hasn't saved me that day? Will I still be breathing?

My heart ached as I continue to cry in the bathtub. Hiding my face between my legs as I hug them.

Ding Dong!

I turned at the bathroom door in alarm when I heard the doorbell rings downstairs. I wonder who could it be. It's already past 10 pm, and it can't be Uncle Ben, but I know no one besides him. Why could he come late this night?

Getting myself together, I wiped the tears, and quickly dressed in a simple floral yellow oversize shirt, with no pants. I just thought who could be and busy run down to open the door without thinking anything.

"Uncle Ben?" I stood still for a moment as the silence surround me. The doorbell rings again, successfully startling me. It ring as if it was impatient. Reaching the doorknob, I twisted it open. Slowly revealing the person behind.

"Uncle Ben?" I said in a low voice, slowly open up the door. For some reason, I felt nervous.

"Uncle...B.." I stop mid-sentence, eyes wide open seeing the person before me.

"Yoon..." Before I could even spell his name, he came in and caged me between his arms. I was in shock. Why was he here? How did he find me?

The questions rampaged my mind but I couldn't hide the fact that I missed him so badly. I could cry any minute soon. His scent runs through my nose as it assures me of his presence. He was quiet and the hug lasted more than a minute. I wanted to hug him back but I couldn't. I just stood still saving the Des Vu.

I move my head, trying to snuggle it around his neck, sniffing his soft cologne, and It made me smile.

I could clearly hear his heartbeat around me. It actually syncs perfectly with mine. It was warm and cozy.

"I thought I would never see you again. I'm sorry y/n." He finally spoke, his voice was cracky and low. Nearly like he was going to cry.

He sniffed softly and gave a breath of relief.

Is he crying? I asked myself.

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