“You’re getting engaged?” Seunghyun traps her head with his arms, banging the walls in the process.

“It’s only temporary Seungh – ” she stops mid-sentence and trembles beneath him.

“Then what? You’ll get married? All for the sake of fame? Do you really need to stoop that low?” He digs his nails on her shoulders and shakes Chaerin. His stare is willing her to change her mind.

 “Where does that leave me Chaerin-ah?” he whispers forcefully nearly crying.

 They looked at each other, her eyes glossy, guilt written on her face but she stood by her decision.