Patricia never in her life would believe if someone had told her she would almost have a release with a foot massage. She would tell the person he was high on cheap booze.

And it wasn't even a foot massage, but he only lightly touched and tickled her? But it wasn't ticklish not in the slightest every move, every touch, the intensity of his gaze only dampened her further.

​​

Now the only thing on her mind was just how it would feel when they finally did the actual deed. And the most unnerving thing is that he never took his eyes off of her.

When he finally did she felt incredibly lonely all of a sudden.

"What's wrong?" She had to ask.

"Nothing, I thought I saw someone." He stated bluntly.

*************************************************

Jessie felt like the world was reeling, like she was falling and there was no end in sight. There was this crushing sensation that felt so unbearable it was almost impossible to breath. Tears pricked at her eyes and as much as she convinced herself that it was probably nothing the evidence was clear. She was here, in jail and he was with someone else.

At this point she didn't even care that it was Patricia, he just wasn't here. And he wasn't doing all he could to get her out he was on a date.

There was only one time she had felt heartbroken, and that was when her father never came to say goodbye ten years ago, and didn't allow anyone else to either. And it felt just as bad as that time, she felt abandoned. Betrayed by the people she loved the most, every time she acted heartbroken she thought back to that moment but from this moment this was what she was going to think about.

"Ahhhh!!!" She cried, the tears falling down her cheeks and wetting the fabric around her knees where she buried her head. It was too painful, it was way too painful. But she didn't feel any anger, just hurt and regret.

Why would she be angry? He didn't owe her anything, he might have said he loved her but she never really believed him in the first place. 'But you still fell for him.' Her conscience informed her.

"Sure I still fell for him, but it wasn't because her loved me." She said to herself. "It's because he's that amazing of a man, or rather I thought he was" she whispered.

"Gosh why does it hurt so much?" She cried. 'I must have become too much for him, of course he would abandon me. Why would he want to dragged into my mess? I would leave me also.'

"Hey, celebrity you have a visitor." Another officer informed her.

She shook her head. "I don't want to see anyone, please tell them to go away."

"Are you sure? Such a fine specimen of a man. I would have jumped him if I wasn't in front of so many cops" she laughed. "Besides it wouldn't be a hassle for them to just toss me into one of dem cells."

Jessie looked up, "I don't want to see any visitors." She insisted.

"Alright, alright." The woman held her hand up. "You're loss."

After a little while the officer came back. "Hey, he insisted on seeing you. Damn the man is faaainee."

"I don't want any guests!" She yelled.

The officer shook her head. "No no you must go see this one."

"Why? I can't even reduce visitors here?!"

"No, you can but I can't let you miss up on such a wonderful opportunity. You know we ladies have to look out for each other" she winked at her.

Under any other circumstances, Jessie would absolutely adore this woman but this was the one circumstance that she wanted to actually murder someone.

"He says it's important." She continued.

"I don't care if he is a god or something tell him to get lost." She spat.

Jessie groaned when she saw the officer again, "what now?" She sneered.

"Jason Kang. I knew he looked familiar" she said holding her chin. "He is Jason Kang, oh my. I'm so luck I get to meet two influential people in my life."

"I'm no longer influential." She spat.

"I wasn't talking about you." The officer stated bluntly and it took everything literal thing in Jessie not to leap off the bed and throttle the woman.

"Well go tell you're influential man, that he must of all I don't want to see. He should get lost." She spat.

**************************************************

"Get lost? She said I should get lost? Me?" The office kept nodding. "Did you tell her Jason Kang was here?" He asked.

"In flesh and blood. Even explained how important the situation was." The officer smiled at him.

Jason nodded slightly at her wink, and sighed. "How is she? Is she hurt?" He asked.

"You already asked that" she shoved him slightly and Jason stumbled a few steps backwards. Surprised by the force of her 'slight' shove.

"Oh my I'm so sorry, didn't expect you to be so dally." She laughed nervously.

Jason opened his mouth to speak but closed it again, nothing nice was going to come out anyway. He knew it wasn't her fault but he felt that the woman must have made a mistake to get Jessie angry. He decided didn't like her.

"So she's refusing to visit anyone?" He asked.

"No, just you." She stated matter of factly.

Jason eyes widened and he frowned at her directness. "Who?! Who did she see?" He huffed.

The officer turned the signing book around. "A Jonathan Kang. Kang? Do you know him?" She asked.

"Jonathan? He was here?" He wondered out aloud, suddenly it all made sense. The strange person in the restaurant, he thought she looked familiar. Krystal.

"Go in and tell Jessie a Mrs Yoo is here. Mirae Yoo." He said.

The officer looked at him skeptically and Jason nodded at her. "It'll work, do this for me?" He winked and she clutched her chest.

"Ofcourse! I will make sure to bring her out." Jason smiled as she walked back into the prison quarters.

"Jonathan, what the hell did you tell her?"