From Emily's point of view.

I decided to please Owen, but I really couldn't think of any other way.

In the end, when I was flipping through the photo album filled with pictures we had taken in the past, I happened to see some pictures we took six years ago.

Hence, I went to prepare some tasty cupcakes and other food for him, but I ended up sleeping on the couch.

When I woke up, I saw Owen standing next to me and holding the cupcake I made.

I called out his name, but his tone was rather indifferent when he talked to me.

"Emily, you should just be honest...