"What are you doing here? Where's Kookie?" I giggle as I see Jimin waiting for me outside my office.

"I'm here to pick you up," he says with a huge smile before taking my hand and pulling me gently along with him.

"Aren't we getting in the car?" I ask as we walk right by his care.

"Nope, I've got a surprise for you."

We walk down the street making small talk about work. He asks about Chimmy and Koo before suggesting I tag along with him to get him a fish for the company too.

We laugh and goof around as we walk and I don't even think to question him about where we are going. I trust him, he wouldn't do anything to hurt me again.

I focus on his side profile as he talks looking in front of him. My thoughts have been consumed with him lately. Kookie suggested I liked him as more than just a friend, but I wasn't sure.

I care for him, he makes me smile and laugh. I can spend hours doing nothing with him and feel at peace, but is it love? Or do I just feel content with him because he made me feel not alone?

I'm lost in thought and don't notice we have stopped walking.

"Hello, Earth to Viv," he laughs waving his hand in my face.

"Sorry," I blink trying to regain focus and take a look around me.

All around there are different booths littered with food, jewelry, toys, and homemade crafts.

"One of the girls at work told me they were holding a festival here this weekend and I knew you would love it," he says squeezing my hand gently.

We spend hours trying different foods, playing games, I even beat him at the ring toss and gave him the stuffed dog. I lost him for a little while only to find him conversating with a pretty woman at a booth. I hang back but the sight doesn't sit well with me as he laughs at something she says.

She hands him a small bag and he turns looking in the crowd for me, when our eyes meet his face breaks into a wide smile and I can't help but return it, he doesn't spare the woman another glance as he makes his way towards me.

"I got you something!" he excitedly hands me the small bag.

I open it slowly laughing at how he bounces on the tips of his toes. I pull out a bangle that has etchings of flowers around it, but then I noticed the inside has a little inscription.

The sun will rise again.

No darkness, no season can last forever.

"It's beautiful."

He takes it from my hands and slips it onto my wrist. "I thought you could use the constant reminder, Viv. Things get better, you're strong and the bad doesn't last forever."

My stomach flutters when he laces his fingers with mine again. We continue to walk around but all of my focus is on him. I need to figure out my feelings, however, I can't when I haven't fully settled things with Tae.

I've been avoiding him, I know he's staying at Jimin's, but haven't made an effort to reach out. It seems like I need to now. I've got to close that door fully before even trying to open another.

"Jimin," I say softly, tugging his hand so he will turn to look at me.

"Yes?" he asks confused.

"I want to talk to Tae," I say nervously.

"Why?" he asks and I notice the frown that tugs at his lips.

"I need to figure things out with him. Enough time has passed," I say honestly and he nods not pushing it further.

"What can I do to help?" he asks with fake cheerfulness.

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152 days, 10 hours, and 35 minutes.

That's how long I've been without her. 5 months. It's been terrible, I can't focus, everything in this damn city reminds me of her. Even a simple trip to the store the other day had my heart aching, I had to pass through the park and all I could remember was asking her if she could whistle.

I found myself putting Aviva's favorite color of nail polish in my basket when I noticed it on the shelf while I stood in line at the checkout. I went home that night and absentmindedly painted all of my keys before breaking down.

I couldn't concentrate at the work studio, there was a billboard outside of my window and it was a large advertisement with her on it. She's become one of the most sought-after realtors in the city.

She deserves it, she always works so hard but seeing her only reminded me how I gave up someone so loving and caring, someone who always encouraged me and believed in me for something so fleeting. Something that wasn't worth what I've lost.

I know she's alright, Jimin's given me updates on her. I wanted to speak to her and get her back, but now that she's healing, I've thought it would be better to just leave her be. I never deserved her or her love. Me coming back now would only wound her again.

"What are you doing?" Jimin startles me as he leans against the door frame.

"Packing."

"I see that, but why?"

"I'm leaving. Mrs. Williams got offered to set up a similar program to the one we have here in Toronto and asked me to go with her," I keep my back turned from him as I fold the small number of clothes I brought with me into the suitcase.

"When do you leave?"

"Friday."

"So soon?" I turn and see him nervously biting his lower lip.

"I can't move on if I stay here, Jimin. I'll never get her back and I can't stay with her presence haunting me everywhere I go," I rub the back of my neck trying to ease the tension.

Jimin nods before coming in and laying on the bed with a sigh.

"Do you wanna talk to her before you go?"

"No," I lie. 

I want nothing more than to see and talk to her, but that's just me being selfish again.

"Would you talk to her if she wanted to speak to you?" he sits up from the bed and I can see that this question is bothering him.

"She doesn't," I say bitterly.

"But if she did?" he asks and looks down at his fingers that he's playing with on his lap.

"I mean, yeah, of course, I would. I owe her that much,"

Jimin nods and stands from the bed, handing me a small piece of paper.

"Please, don't hurt her again," he says solemnly before patting my shoulder and walking out of the room.

I unfold the note and my heart instantly races.

I'm ready to talk.

Meet me in the park tomorrow at noon.

-Aviva

The day started off so gloomy but it's suddenly brighter. Did this mean she's finally forgiven me? Maybe I didn't have to leave to Toronto anymore, she would take me back and I could love and cherish her how she deserves. I wouldn't mess it up again.

I quickly rush out of Jimin's heading to the florist to set up a bouquet for pick up tomorrow. When I get back home for the night, I'm too wired up with excitement.

Jimin never leaves his room, I can hear the soft sounds of his music through his door but don't disturb him. Instead, I lay in my bed and force myself to sleep.

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