Sandara is staring at herself in her wedding dress in front of the mirror. She lift her ponythat usually covers her forehead and clamped it with a hairclip. She smiled as she saw her reflection on the mirror. Especially the hairclip

~flashback~

"people like it this way"

"No! Just follow what you want" Jiyong said frustatedly

"But people like it this way!" I said as I fixed my pony

He leaned his body forwards and lift my pony and put a hairclip on it

"Who cares? You're beautiful" He said and smiled

"What?"

"No, just saying" He said and blushed as he turned his body over

~flashback ends~

I giggled as I remember our memory. Jiyong.. The man that used to love me and I loved him. I don't know.. do I still love him? I mean, I can't love another man when I already have a fiance. And this way, I'm going to marry him. I and Jiyong used to be a couple. But everything changed since that night. Since that night, we never call each other, texts each other, contacts each other.

~flashback~

"TELL ME! WHY WERE YOU WITH HIM??" Jiyong asked me angrily

"Jiyong! Listen! I love you and I always do! It was an arranged marriage, Jiyong!" I said as I try to hold back my tears

"Don't you have another way to do? Reject it, Dara!"

"No! I can't! Please Ji.. It's my parents who asked me to..." I said with a low voice

"Screw your parents! I-"

SMACK!

"How dare you?!" I said with tears rolled down through my cheeks. He was just there, stunned by my reaction and he's still holding his cheek.

"So- Sorry. Just listen, I..."

"No, Jiyong! No! That's it! we're over!" I said angrily

He didn't even argued me. He sighed and turned his body over and walked.. But he turned his head to his shoulder and said..

"You know, Dara. In my last times, I want to be with you. But.."

"GO!" I yelle at him

~flashback ends~

KNOCK KNOCK

'Come In!" I said as I wiped my tears

It was him. My fiance, Yoo SeungHo

(note : EHEHEHE RANDOM CHARACTER ^_~)

"Hi Dara" He said as he took a sat beside me

"Hi" I said flatly

"Are you ready?" He asked as he chuckled

"I always do" I smiled

"okay" he said as he stood up "you look pretty by the way"

"thanks" I replied.

Huh, pretty. Jiyong's word is better, 'beautiful'