I stood next to him in front of the wide window, staring out into the blackness of the night.  The street lights hadn’t come on for days now.  I could hear the faded gunfire in the distance, amazed at how the sound didn’t faze me anymore. “Do you regret coming here?” he asked, not taking his eyes from the window. “No,” I answered af

"Maybe this isn't the best idea.  Family is important.  You shouldn't let this happen," he said.  He wouldn't look at me. "You are so full of crap," I spat angrily.  "Fine.  I'll listen to my father.  I'll go back alone and tell him I'll be a good little daughter.  I'll say I'm sorry, that I'll stay with Caleb.  We'll graduate and run off to live

"We will begin questioning in the case involving custody of three year old Kwon Chae Yoon.  Miss Lanston, you first met Chae Yoon when you moved into her house as her nanny, is that correct?" "Yes, it is," I answered, sitting up straighter.  The feel of the eyes of every single person in that courtroom made the

"I don't understand, if you don't feel anything for him, why do you keep hooking up with him?" I hesitated.  "It doesn't mean anything.  It's just fun." "Yeah?  How does it feel now?" he asked in a low voice. Like crap, I thought.  "I'm fine.  Why

He averted his eyes.  When he looked back at me, his eyes had grown dark. "I just wish you could see how I look at you." My stomach lurched forward.  His eyes.  That damn voice of his.  It all made me want to fling myself at him. "Seung Hyun..."  It felt suddenly so