A/N:The Prologue will make more sense as the story progress. So be patient my dear readers and to ease some of your confusion, I present to you chapter 1 :) ------ The cafeteria of Seoul Hospital was bustling with people. Patients’ relatives silently ate their meals with gloomy and worrisome faces while the nurses and doctors’ small banters and jokes were a big contrast as they enjoyed their short break. Amidst this hustle and bustle was a lone girl with long black tresses and tanned skin. She wore a loose white baby doll shirt and a pair of khaki capris as she sat by the window with a faraway gaze. She absent-mindedly stirred her cup of hot chocolate using her right hand while her left hand caresses her still flat tummy. “Peanut, what are we going to do now?” She stopped her stirring and vented a heavy sigh. She had a happy and comfortable childhood. Her family was not rich but they were not poor either. As she grows, her parents raised her with love and laughter. All her memories of her childhood were moments filled with happiness. She had always considered herself one of the lucky few. Things started to change however when a devastating illness struck her mother; it was cancer. Having only a little savings that was enough to send her off to college, her mother’s circumstances forced her to halt schooling. She worked instead to help with the expenses. Still, it was not enough. With her mother’s medicine and chemotherapy alone, they were barely meeting ends. But she had to do something about it. Her mother was the only one she had left. She had to try, especially when the doctor said that there was still hope, particularly with the technology advancement in treating cancer. But for that hope to become reality, they need a lot of money. Money, which ended up killing her father who at that point was desperate enough to take on a very dangerous job, leaving her all alone to shoulder the burden. Money was also the reason she was in this predicament: pregnant, broke and very much alone. The screeching noise of steel against the tiled floor of the hospital pulled her from her reverie. She cautiously watched as the blonde girl sat in front of her with two cups of steaming liquid and sandwiches. “Hey.” The blonde girl greeted stiffly, her eyes wandering around with uncertainty. The blonde girl was never good with these. The tanned girl tried smiling in return but she was sure it looked awkward. “I err- got you some food.” The blonde outstretched her hands, passing Yuri the sandwich and the cup of hot cocoa. “Drink this. The one you have is probably cold now.” She took the food gladly, realizing just how ravenous she felt. She was feeling that a lot lately and it was probably the growing life in her, after all she was eating for two now. “Thank you… its Jessica, right?” Her ears perked up. Taking a subtle breath in, the blonde replied. “I’m sorry, I haven’t properly introduced myself. I’m Jung Jessica. Yunho’s younger sister.” Jessica extended her hand in which the tanned girl gladly shook. “Kwon Yuri.” Silence engulfed the two, as they both were unsure of what to say from the awkwardness of the situation they were thrown in. It was early Sunday morning when Jessica hastily flew back to Korea as soon as she heard of her brother and his wife’s accident. Being too distraught and grieving with the loss of her only family, she has failed to notice the tanned girl. It wasn’t until after the burial of her brother and sister-in-law, did she remember the letter. She received a letter from her brother the same day of her flight. Jessica who has always been amused with her brother's abhorrence with electronics and technology didn't think much of her brother's letter as she was used to receiving one from him. This time it was different. Apparently, the letter, that was left unread until the day after her brother’s funeral, was the letter that told her she was soon to be an aunt. She was confused at first. She knew how many miscarriages Seul Gi, her sister-in-law, have had. So much so, that her uterus lining had become so thin that she was advised not to have any more pregnancy. But it all became clear when the word baby maker caught her eye in the letter. Sitting in front of Yuri, the supposed baby maker, Jessica did not know what to say. What were you supposed to say in a situation like this anyway? She studied the tanned girl who was busily sipping her hot chocolate and nibbling her sandwich. She looks young, probably around her age. She was tall, pretty and had a slim figure, with her beauty, if she was in America; people would pretty much assume her as a pretty girl who got knocked up by her boyfriend. Jessica heaved a sigh. “Yuri?” The tanned girl looked up as her piercing gaze focused on Jessica’s hesitant look. “Things will go ahead as planned. We will still bring your mother to America for her treatment and I will take care of you and all the expenses for your mother’s hospitalization. As soon as you gave birth, we will still donate the baby’s cord blood for your mother’s surgery, if by that time, we still don’t have a bone marrow donor. We just have to revise some things with what you and my brother had agreed upon.” This time, Yuri sighed a relief. “Thank you.” Jessica frowned. “Don’t thank me yet. You haven’t heard my proposal.” Jessica took a sip of her coffee before continuing. “This whole baby thing…well, I wasn’t exactly expecting it. I’m not ready for it. You, see I’m single and very much busy running our company in the US. This baby isn’t exactly fitting in