I Think, I Love You
Crying Again

"I've told Irene to revoke your SK and contract!" Jere appeared suddenly. Apparently he called Irene. "You're not allowed to work until the contract is re-approved" he continued.

"How do you want me?" Shania asked as if resigned to what the man was doing.

"Rest, enjoy your time"

Shania just turned away from the unilateral decision of Jere, he knows even though Irene is the boss but still the highest decision in the grasp of Jeremy, the man can rule whatever people in the company. So he couldn't persuade Irene or resist Jere's decision.

Aware of no more response than Shania, Jere assumes the woman agrees, Ah despite disagreeing that Jere will still do so.

"You need to be healthy, because you were sick my dinner was canceled last night" he said as if blaming Shania for the dinner he was supposed to attend.

"You can go if you want!" Shania replied indifferently "There's no need to make me the reason you're staying" she continued.

"No. You need me!" The man replied without considering his words, While Shania was looking at him flatly, aware of the sweet treatment the boy had done last night, accompanying and taking care of him. Right, Shania needs Jere, but what? He won't admit that. Consider it all that was done by Jere's own will, not Shania's, even though the truth was acknowledged in his heart.

"I have a job today, you can call Marry, my assistant if you need anything" Without asking Shania for an answer, Jere passed away leaving Shania's apartment unit. Leaving the young girl who looked pensive, Not because of Jere's words just now, but Tom.

The man again seized his mind, honestly if yesterday he looked okay, that's not true. Because in the depths of his heart he still hoped there was a miracle Tom came back to him even though he never asked for it.

And happy news came from Tom who will propose Stella. Apparently, the man went to Singapore not only for a business trip, but also to propose to Stella who lives in the lion country. Sick but not bleeding, the news was told directly by Linda's aunt, the woman Shania once thought would be a substitute for her mother as in-law. The middle-aged woman apologized and then delivered the news that Shania thought she had better not know.

Maybe that was also the reason Tom sent a message yesterday and invited him to meet, really Shania did not expect them to step up to this serious level. In the past, Tom has always been indifferent to Shania, even meeting on holidays is very difficult, let alone the certainty of the relationship as he declared now without a doubt, stella was lucky to have Tom decide so quickly.

Shania bribed her food with tears, probably falling on her rice plate, she didn't care anymore. He just wants to cry, nobody knows, right? If he usually holds back, not this time. He cried, wailed out the pain of his heart hoping that after this his heart was light and he could forget all the things that hurt his heart.

Not unconsciously, Shania knows is the cause of the pain itself. If you think back, Shania should be able to face everything with a cheerful heart, after all Tom has been a long way to blunt him, then why is Shania again hurt by something that is not her right anymore? Love, the answer.

Shania is a type of loyal woman, she will still love the person she allows to enter her heart until that person completely destroys her heart.

While sobbing the young girl walked carelessly towards her room, opening a square wallet which on one side was displayed her photo and Tom, Smiling and embracing each other in a bond of love that only Shania had, she said, how cruel time, so many years with Tom it turns out his feelings can be wrong, the man only loves Shania like a sister, his own brother.

Shania takes the photo and rips it apart, erasing the only memory she accidentally left after some time ago getting rid of all Tom's gifts. Then lying down to throw his body on the bed that bears witness to his sadness every night, closing his eyes trying to breathe as much air as possible to stretch his chest that feels tight. A few minutes later, either unconscious or asleep, Shania was silent and motionless.

Elsewhere, Jeremy is chatting with his co-worker, not knowing what to discuss but seemingly interesting enough that they laugh out loud.

Jere shrugged, indicating that he did not know and was indifferent to the question that he thought was weightless "Ah, you must always be playing with Yura!" Answer the other.

"How could you be as famous now without Yura's interference"

"You pay Yura how much?

"Why did you break up?"

"Don't Yura already know you're not good at playing"

The conversation that was exciting and fun turned into tense, where Jere with his anger bogem the mouth that said cheap man. Offended, obviously! He still felt that the good man who always took care of his woman, and his relationship with Yura, indeed at first glance their relationship was very romantic and very intimate, indeed, but Jere swore never to fuck any girl even though it was her boyfriend Yura, who was always famous for her elegance and sexiness.

"Ah, I haven't trained my hands in a long time" Jere said in a haughty manner. Then shook the hand that was bleeding from the blow. His breath was breathless, if not in the wound maybe they would take each other's lives in that place, proved Jere limp so even with colleagues who said it, he said, named Deano seemed to rub the corner of his lips due to the blood flowing.

Their manager seemed frustrated holding back the anger, how could it not? not only the shooting event in the start of both of their main models has been hit by a disaster so it is not possible to appear in front of the camera.

"Truly your boy!" his yell.

Jere sat down with a sharp look at Deano, his clothes looked messy due to their actions, even Jere's clothes looked torn in the buttons, Stylis there did not fix them because these two people were removed from the project for a while.

If Deano had not mentioned sensitive matters, Jere would not have been this angry, but Deano the man continued to provoke Jere's anger by carrying Shania's name as the next victim, saying Shania is as low as Yura. Goddamnit!

Jere's fingers clenched back in his head before his phone finally rang. Shania called.

"Hallo"

"Why?"

Unconcerned by his numb and limping legs, Jere snatched his jacket hanging in the dressing room. Half-running he left the studio where the shoot was without concern for the screams of his manager.

"Shannn-"

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