It's been two weeks since the incident with my father. And every day I wake up with the hope of him forgiving me. But nothing changed. Jiyong and I went back to uni since we missed a lot already and I can't tell you how was the people's reaction to seeing us together. It was really priceless and Bom was having the time of her life enjoying it. 

I honestly couldn't careless since Jiyong and I decided not to care about what other think. Our friends were with us all the time and all of them were taking care of me as if I was some kind of a rare glass they were afraid it would break. And I really appreciated it. 

Mrs.Kwon and Dami were no different. They even started showering us with baby clothes and baby toys. But the first and most precious gift was from Jiyong himself. 

It was two days after the meeting with my parents. I was feeling really down and refused to even go out of the bed. I spent the entire day sleeping and once I woke up at noon, I found Jiyong laying next to me with a small box in between us. My curiosity got the best of me and I took it and opened it.

It was a baby shoe with a cute matching headband. It was pink. 

'' Why pink? '' I asked as I took the small shoe in my hand taking a closer look at it. 

'' Because we're having a baby girl. Of course, I would buy a pink one '' he said as a matter of fact 

I laughed at him '' But Jiyong, we don't know the gender yet '' 

He shrugged '' I just feel it '' and that made me laugh even harder 

'' What if I said I wanted a boy '' I shared and leaned on his chest while keeping the pink footwear in my hand 

'' Then maybe next time because this time, we're definitely having a girl '' he answered immediately 

'' Don't be so sure of yourself mister '' I teased trying to contain my smile

'' I don't care. We'll keep trying until we have a girl. I've always wanted to have a big family anyway '' he answered right away 

'' Huh? and how are you planning on doing that? '' I asked back and I didn't notice how inappropriate my question was until I turned and saw the dirty look on Jiyong's face

'' You know how... we've done it already '' and he winked '' Or do you want me to show you '' he added and started to inch closer to me but I pushed him away

'' Yah! Kwon Jiyong! Don't you dare do or think about funny stuff '' I yelled trying to hide my shyness

'' Hmm we'll see about that! But don't change the subject, I am still on my point about having a girl no matter what '' he finally said

'' Fine but two is all I am gonna have ''

'' Two?! I was thinking about like 10 or something  '' he said ever so innocently 

'' 10!!  '' I shouted almost choking on my own breath '' That will only happen in your dreams, Kwon '' 

'' FINE! I will accept 8, you know it's my favorite number '' 

''  No way! I will steal with three wethers you like it or not '' I told him while folding my arms on my chest 

'' But that's not fair! '' he whined like a chair '' Three is not enough '' 

''  You're not the one who will be carrying them and giving them so you should be thankful that I am accepting three. I am being generous here. '' 

And that's how Jiyong and I basically spend most of our time. Every time I would feel down he'd find something to cheer me up and advert my mind. We talked about marriage but I always ended up crying because my parents wouldn't be there. So Jiyong stopped mentioning it. 

Harin would be with me all day along when I am in the university and she would tell about my father and that would break my heart every time. My mother called me but my father didn't even try. 

No matter how much everyone tried, I couldn't help but miss my father and feel guilty for what I did even though I was fortunate that I didn't lose my child.  

But after two weeks, I've had enough and decided to go and talk to him. I would die if I didn't do anything and that was affecting my relationship with Jiyong and everyone. 

I went to the university he's teaching in and waited for him. After an hour of waiting, he finally came. Once he saw me in his office, he was surprised. But still, I could see the longing in his eyes. I saw the different in his face and it crushed my heart to know that I am the reason of that.

'' Appa '' I said in a hoarse voice and my tears threatening 

'' What are you doing here Chaerin? '' he asked without looking at me

'' Appa... '' I repeated '' I am sorry... I am so s-sorry... I missed you appa '' I continued, my hot tears falling on my cheeks 

'' Chaerin, leave. I am busy and this is not the best place nor time to talk '' he answered and it killed me.

I couldn't breathe properly and there was a knot in my throat. 

'' Appa... p-please... don't d-do this to m-me '' I sobbed 

My father looked at me and sighed '' You broke my trust and betrayed me Chaerin... I never expect it from you '' 

I bowed my head and couldn't form anything to say '' A-a-ap-pa '' I said in a broken voice

He sighed and removed his glasses '' Chaerin, please leave now... I really don't want to talk about this '' he said with finality 

I knew there's no point in staying anymore so I stood and bowed and once I did so, I felt a sharp pain in abdomen and my back that made me wince but I ignored it. I turned and went to the door. Once I put my hand on the doorknob, I felt dizzy so I stopped in my track. The pain in my abdomen intensified and it became unbearable.

'' Chaerin! '' My father yelled as he came to my side

I looked at him and saw the horror look in his face and then everything turned black...

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Jiyong pov: 

I just finished my final class and went to my car to go home. Chaerin didn't come today so I was eager to go and meet her. 

'' See, now that he has a girlfriend he totally forgot about us '' Seungri said and the rest of the boys laughed

'' How's Chaerin by the way? '' Youngbae asked 

'' She's moody and she has weird craving sometimes but she's still thinking about h