*Hyoyeons pov*

Today's the day im meeting my 'soon to be husband'. I hate this, this isn't me. I don't want to be in a relationship with someone i have no feelings for. I just want Mark. This whole thing is stupid.

I havn't spoken to my parents since yesterday, im not looking forwards to speaking to them any soon either. I go downstars and get a glass of water when my dad walks in.

"Hyoyeon are you not dressed"

I turn to look at him then roll my eyes

"I'm not going"

I take my cup to my room and sit on my bed. I want to call Mark but im scared... what if he doesn't want to talk to me, i mean he seemed so angry yesterday. beofre i knew it i was turning into the most softest person you could ever find. This ain't me. I'm Hyoyeon. Kim Hyoyeon. I scare the heck out of people for god sake. What's gotten into me? Whats this boy doing to me.

I throw myself back on my bed and stare at the ceiling before i hear a knock at my bedroom door.

"Hyoyeon it's 1:25 get ready now, your going whether you like it or not" 

Argg

They only want me to go because maybe his parents are rich. Does this generation have to revolve around money. My parents always try to get the best apperance around people.

I go to have a shower anyways and put on a maxi skirt, crop shirt and heels. I put my hair up in a bun and put a colour lipstick.

I want to see mark.

*Marks pov*

1:55pm

My minds all over the place. I told my parents i wasn't going to that