Her birthday was this week and it took every fiber within me not to turn up at her door step and wish her happy birthday in person for I was supposed to be done with her but my love was still alive.

I was torn between Dming her on Instagram or not so I just ended up looking through her pictures and smiling at how cute she was.

Truth be told I have looked through all of her Instagram pictures before and that is how I came to know of her birthday and of some of the things she liked.

She was a simple girl and didn\'t post much picture and most of them had Harin in it but I still found the scrunching of her cute little nose cute.

I always imagined that if we were to ever have a daughter together she would have her nose and she would be the cutest person ever.

I felt my heart sped up at the thought of us actually building a life together but my dreams were crushed when I remembered where we were as not even friends but as strangers.

I sighed as I turned my phone off and threw it away feeling sad and hurt all of a sudden.

How could she keep choosing that guy over me as if I meant nothing to her as if that night-...as if that night meant nothing to her.

I beat myself up everyday when I remembered how I publicly slut shamed her and I understood why she would choose him over me for I was a piece of shit and scum.

I had made plans after leaving her that day to go back to Russia and leaving her life alone since I was such a burden and a mess.

Even though I was going to leave her and walk out of her life I was too selfish and wanted to leave her a gift that remind me of her.

Something beautiful.

Something shiny and something expensive.

A rose gold diamond ring.

I went to the jewelry store the next day and carefully considered the one I thought she would like before I bought it.

I knew that she wasn\'t gold digging and cared nothing about the bling so I left her note to show her how genuine I was so that she would at least accept the ring.

I wrote down some of the things that I have always wanted to tell her, but try to retain some of my \'bad boy\' image as to not seem overly attached and in love.

It was her last day of exams today and she was their at the at the exams hall so I took the opportunity to drop by her apartment and carefully placed the gift their on the mat making sure that it was hidden to be secured but visible enough.

I sighed as I replayed all the run ins that we have had at this very corridor smiling bitterly as I left.

I had initially planned to drop the gift off and went straight to the airport, but I couldn\'t get myself to so I just asked my driver to stop at the school for a while for I needed to see her one last time.

I stood across the street from the school as I saw student spiling out through the doors and darted my eyes across the plane to try and find her.

After a few minutes of searching I finally found her looking up at the sky and my heart broke a little as I was so proud of her.

"You did babe just like I know you could. I know that the future that you have always wanted is patiently waiting and for you to finally meet it I must go. My darling, although, our time together was short it forever replay in my head as it is my favorite movie. Fair well my love. There are big things waiting for you. I must take my leave now as you close one door and open another. Happily embark upon this new journey turning the page to the new chapter where dreams come. If it be thy will of the fates, the God\'s above, or so be it destiny I pray to see you again. Go get em tiger." I said, my voice thick with emotion as I stared at her as long as I could painting a picture of her face in my head ad in my heart.

I love you Tally. Truly, and I hope you could know that.

With that I allowed one of the guards to open the door as I went inside closing the door on my past as I drove to my future.

I held my head straight fighting the urge to steal one more glance at her as a tear rolled down my cheek.

"Let\'s go sir" I heard one of the guards said knocking me out of my trance as we had arrived at the airport.

"Huh? Oh-yeah" I said as  I stepped out of the car and headed towards the private plane with my head hung low.

"Would you like some champagne Mister Kim?" asked the flight attendant and I just waved her as I was not in the mood.

The plane took off and soon we were in the sky embarking on this long ass journey.

I took my phone out and opened the Instagram app scrolling through her photos once more admiring her smile and radiating beauty.

I smiled a sad smile as I traced my finger along the lines of her face closing my eyes remembering what it felt like to touch her.

I sighed as I exited the app deleting it before throwing the phone some where on the plane.

It will buy a new phone and change my number as soon as I land in Russia for like I said, this was a fresh start.

My love for Atalia has caused me more harm than good so I decided that right then and then that I will never open up heart to anyone and I will never love again.

I will try my hardest to forget her and I will turn my feelings off.

I was already feeling numb as it is.

The underground rebellious rapper Shiwoo was now officially dead and now here comes the The Third Generation Heir of the Kim family, Kim Seo Jin.

I will now be the man that my dad has always wanted me to be.