I look at myself in the mirror, looking at my reflection. Through the mirror, I see Mrs.  Kim smiling from behind. She looks happy. I feel so...so rotten to do this to her. "You look amazing, do you like it?"    "It's okay." I say.    "Alright, you can go change and we'll keep looking then." She tells me. I nod and go into the changing room. I feel like I'm in a freaking arranged marriage. This is horrible. I want to be with someone who loves me and I love them, not with... a stupid Kim who could care less about me if that's even possible.   I walk out of the change room. I look at all the beautiful dresses. I liked a lot of them but each one I tried on was just 'okay'. I just wasn't happy. I can't get out of this unless Kai doesn't want the job and that's definitely not going to happen.    I look at myself in the mirror for the one thousandth time. Okay. This one was quite beautiful. It was strapless and long and it wasn't too baggy nor too tight. It was ruffled from the waist down and it was insanely beautiful. Mrs. Kim smiled wide. "Oh, Hyuna! I want to know your opinion on this but I must say you look insanely beautiful. That dress really brings out your eyes, too."    "I like this one." I say. I still wasn't so sure, but it was very pretty on me and I knew I had to pick a dress sooner or later. I chose sooner because my feet were starting to hurt--what's new?-- and I was tired of constantly taking off and putting on dresses. I force a smile that looks real. "This is the one." She smiles wide and nods. I look at the price tag and my eyes widen. "Oh...Mrs. Kim...this is a lot of money."   "Not a problem, Sweetie." She says. She looks at it. "That's not too much, Hun." She says. I look at her and she laughs. "Don't worry about it. I've boughten clothes more expensive than this." She jokes. I laugh slightly but I still think it's a ton of money. "We'll get this one." She tells the salesperson. The woman smiles and I go into the changing room and take it off, and the woman goes to the back and puts on a plastic cover wrap over it.    I feel terrible making her pay so much money. Especially on a credit card. We leave the store. "Mrs. Kim," I say and look at her as she looks at me. "Are you sure I'm not spending too much?"    She laughs. "Oh, Hyuna, you're so sweet. It's fine. I promise. If it wasn't I would've said something beforehand." I then nod. "Alright, let's head home."   *   "So...How was dress shopping?" Gayoon nudges me. I roll my eyes. "Can I see the dress?"    "No. I'm done with wearing dresses. You can see it on the day of the wedding." I snap. She looks taken back. I sigh. "I'm sorry, Gayoon. I'm just tired and stressed out." She smiles slightly and hugs me.   "It's okay, Hyuna." She says. "Soon he will trade in his job and ditch you." I look at he