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Been about three years since I dated you. Why you still talking 'bout me like we together? I moved on for the better. You moved on to whoever.
You sighed heavily to yourself. Lily please don't do this to me today, you thought as you wrestled the denim jacket onto your stubborn four year old.
Lily only stared blankly at you as though she read your mind, but simply didn't give a shit.
Her brunette bangs flopped into her eyes, and normally she'd immediately bat them away, but moving would mean helping you get on her clothing, something she was simply not too keen to do at the moment.
You could practically feel her resisting the urge to twitch. Her eyes were turning red, and her hands were balled into tiny fists. All of this just because she didn't want to wear a stupid jacket.
Lily was stubborn. Just like her other...parent.
You swallowed harshly at the thought of Lily's....sperm donor. You're not sure if it's out of sadness or anger.
When you're finally done putting the finishing touches on Lily's outfit, you stood up and grabbed your purse. Lily could be heard frantically swatting at her bangs behind you.
"Come on, Lil. Time to go." The four year old grabbed your hand without hesitation, even though she still seemed to be mildly irritated with you.
"Where we going?"
You chuckled lightly as you locked your front door. Your precious baby. So sweet, but she had a horrible attention span.
"You know where we're going, baby. We're going to Whole Foods to get some groceries, then we're going to go pick out fish for your new tank."
Lily started to jump excitedly, "Yay! Fishies!"
Getting her into her carseat had proven to be easier than you thought, with all the excited squirming and all.
Fish were certainly a big deal to her, but grocery shopping was a big deal to you. You're an adult. Your problems are different than a four year olds. Who would've thought?
Grocery shopping was easily the bane of your existence. You didn't have to do it very often because it was only the two of you and you normally bought 2/3rds of the store when you went, but that didn't make it any less stressful.
You make it to Whole Foods sooner than you'd like. Lily is eager to get the shopping done and over with so she can get to her fish quicker. She has the right idea.
You throw your own denim jacket into the cart, Lily's small giggles erupting from where it landed.
"Where should we start first, Dancing Queen?"
Lily hummed lightly, her finger tapping her chin, "Fruit, Mommy. I want strawberries."
You nodded easily, heading over to the produce section. While Lily attempted to steal loose strawberries, you rummaged around in your purse for the grocery list you had made earlier in the week.
"You like strawberries? So do I." A voice said from somewhere near you. You normally wouldn't let strangers interact very long with Lily, but you're in Whole Foods. What could possibly go wrong?
"My Mommy says I'm not 'posed to talk to strangers." Lily said, rather brattily you might add.
"What if I told you, your Mommy and I aren't strangers?"
You glanced up from your purse at that, "No, I'm pretty sure we are stra-" Your voice cut out in shock. You're definitely not looking at a stranger.
"Hello, Y/N." The voice is so recognizable you're not even sure how you missed it.
"Jennie? What are you doing in LA?" Your question came out frantic, probably because that's how you felt.
Jennie Kim was definitely no stranger. In fact, she was the complete opposite.
Jennie's your ex.
Jennie ignored your question for the time being. Instead, she eyed your daughter curiously, "How old is she?"
"Jennie-"
"How old is she, Y/N?"
"She turned four last month." You practically whispered.
Jennie only nodded before clenching her jaw slightly.
"YG had us move here a few months ago."
Your chest skipped a beat at the word 'us'. That meant she wasn't alone. That meant all those things you tried to outrun four years ago are finally catching up with you.
"Oh."
"Yeah..."
"My name is Lily. Who are you? Why do you know my Mommy?"
Jennie looked back at you as if asking what was appropriate to say, you were in no position to speak at the moment.
"Lily. That's a beautiful name. My name is Jennie. Your Mommy and I used to be good friends." Jennie blinked harshly and spoke slowly.
Lily nodded along, that was all she needed.
"Rosé and Jisoo miss you. You should call them and hang out."
She's missing someone and you wondered if she left her out on purpose. You're too pussy to ask.
"Do you all have the same numbers?"
Jennie stuffed her hands in her pockets, "Yeah, but you're going to have to unblock mine."
It's petty. You both know it, but you deserved it and Jennie couldn't bring herself to care either way.
"I'm sorry, Jennie."
That seemed to break her general silence.
"You slept with my best friend. I don't know if your kid is mine or hers."
You rolled your eyes so hard, you're pretty sure they got stuck in the back of your head for a moment.
The claim was old and tired. The two of you had resolved that little discrepancy back in Korea.
"Can we not do this right now?"
"Now's as good a time as any...I thought we were okay, Y/N. I thought we had fixed all of our problems. Then, you just up and left."
You don't have the mental capacity to continue this conversation.
"I had to do what was best for us. I loved you, I really did, but there was just too much riding on us working out. I couldn't do that to you or myself. So, I left."
Jennie shook her head, "You could have talked to me about it."
"Jennie. Look, I love you, but we were just not going to work back then."
Jennie looked like she was about to speak again, but decided against it, her eyes drifted back to Lily's hazel ones.
"Fine. But please call me sometime soon. Maybe we can have a less hostile conversation over dinner.
"Yeah, maybe."
With one last look at Lily, Jennie turned around and resumed her own errands.
Yes, another reason to hate grocery shopping. Sometimes you run into your ex-girlfriend in the produce section and she asks you the really hard questions. Hate when that happens.