Soojung's POV. "Is she always this late when meeting with you?" I asked, consulting my watch for the fifth time and frowned, looking towards the entrance of the hospital. I picked up my water bottle and took a sip, drumming the nails of my left hand impatiently on the table between us. I'm so tired of this environment and I need to go home soon. What sort of woman is my sister going to marry? I wondered, taking another sip, studying my sister. Unnie looked resplendent in a light purple gown that accentuated her porcelain skin and bright eyes. Not for the first time, I wished I'd inherited same eyes as her but I didn't, because my eyes were a nondescript shade of brown, nothing enchanting like Unnie's. Unnie smiled reassuringly at me and took a sip of her own water. "Taeyeon never comes late for anything, whatever is keeping her late, I'm sure it must be important." She said. Nevertheless, I noticed the furtive glance at her phone resting on the table, and the brief cloud of worry that crossed her face as she spoke. I pursed my lips and refrained from uttering the scathing remark boiling within me. Already my impression of this woman Unnie professed herself madly in love with, ranked just below 'untrustworthy'. We've been waiting for two hours here at the hospital's reception, I have been discharged and Taeyeon Unnie had said she'll pick us up, but the woman had not even bothered to call or even text to say she'd be delayed. It was obvious Unnie was already upset and denouncing her fiancee would only serve to upset her more, so I pushed aside my irritation and instead questioned what had been my cause of worry. "Unnie, are you certain about me moving in together with you and your fiancee?" Unnie shot me a solemn glare. "Yes, why on earth would you think otherwise?" "Nothing, I just thought maybe your fiancee doesn't want me living with you two, it's been hours since she said we should wait for her to come pick us up and she's still not here, I can't help but to think she's doing that because she doesn't want me to stay with you two." "That's not true monkey, Taeyeon is nice and she likes you alot, believe me there's something keeping her busy, otherwise she could have been here now." "Well, I could stay with Sunny Unnie. After all, my school is close to her house." "No, you're staying with me and Taeyeon had promised to send you to a good school," Unnie scooted closer and took my hand in hers. "You don't worry about a single thing anymore Soojung." She added and I nodded. But deep down I really don't want to stay with them, I haven't met her fiancee yet but I have a feeling she's going to be a snob. For the next few minutes I steered the conversation away from any mention of Unnie's missing fiancée, but inwardly, I seethed. If Taeyeon Unnie dared not to show up at all, I would give her a piece of my mind, not because I'm tired of this place and needed to be home, but because she'd ditched my sister. A flutter of activity at the entrance drew our attention, interrupting my thoughts. Moments later, I noticed a short...no petite pretty woman striding towards us, set in an angry line, hair askew as though she hadn't bothered to run a comb through the blonde mane. "Taeyeon!" Unnie exclaimed, hurrying to her feet and flinging herself at the woman. "What happened? I've been so worried." "I am so sorry Honey." Her voice was hoarse and warm, the sort of voice that could be described as bedroom y, (at least that's what I read in books)."I got caught up in traffic on my way here." "And your phone?" "I think I left my phone at home so I couldn't call and let you know I was stuck in traffic." I studied the woman, my lips thinning at her disheveled appearance, wondering why she looked so unorganised, that hair though...wait! I hope she's not cheating on my sister? (Blame the books not me) Because her clothes seemed to have been donned hastily, though she carried herself with an easy grace that belied that fact. I got to agree though, she was beautiful in an unnerving strapping manner. She lifted her gaze from Unnie's shoulder and met my own. I suddenly felt my breath catch as I found myself pinned under her deep brown intimidating gaze. I tore my gaze from hers and reached for my water bottle again, downing the cool liquid in one gulp.  'Hot damn!' I thought. Unnie had said Taeyeon Unnie was gorgeous but nothing had prepared me for my reaction to her. The couple broke apart and Unnie made the introductions, her voice light with what sounded like a forced happiness. "Soojung, this is my fiancee Kim Taeyeon, Taeyeon, my dearest baby sister Soojung." Unnie pasted a thin smile, her emotions under control. "I presume you don't make it a habit of keeping my sister waiting so often and I hope you have no skeletons in your closet." My words were clipped and cold. And I noticed the slight narrowing of her eyes and her lips formed into a line of displeasure at my tone and my suspicious gaze. "Hey, don't mind that, Soojung's always like that, playing a mother role." Unnie smiled trying to pass it off as a joke. "No, Unnie I'm serious. I told you I have to know if she's worthy of you." I crossed my hands on my chest defiantly. "Oh well kid, you don't have to worry about a single thing because I assure you, your sister and I are damn so lucky to have each other, right babe?" She smirked and gazed at Unnie. "Yeah, so come on let's get the hell out of here." Unnie said picking up my baggage. I might be so much younger than them but I could see there's something the two of them are definitely hiding, it's like the two of them are trying their best to act close, which is confusing. But I really don't care though as long as my Unnie is happy to be with the midget even though I don't think I like her. "Let's go, I'm so tired of this place. And heaven knows you also need to get some rest for your big day tomorrow, there are circles around your eyes and you look like you're about to snap in two, you're that tense." I pursed my lips in disapproval and attempted to walk past them, forgetting my legs were still weary...I almost fell but Taeyeon unnie was fast to catch me. "Careful there kiddo, you're still not completely fixated." I rolled my eyes and gestured for my sister to help me to the car. ~~~ Taeyeon's POV. I was shocked when we went into our house. Yuri really meant it when she told me about the bachelorette party she was hosting for me. "She's here." She shouted excitedly to the crowd of Hyoyeon, Tiffany and some girls I don't recognize, as I strode into the living room with Sooyeon and Soojung in tow. "What the hell Yul? I told you this isn't necessary." I said solemnly, but I really can't deny myself the view of the two hot girls all dressed in lingeries and angel like costumes. "Hey, c'mon I know you're going to like it, these girls are hot..." She started but stopped when she noticed the teenager standing weakly by her sister's side. "Oh, there's a kid?" "I'm hardly a kid." Soojung retaliated instantly, I noticed Sooyeon gripping at her hand, to control her I presume. "Yuri, I'm sorry... Soojung's just going to her room, she still needs a lot of rest, you can carry on with your thing." Sooyeon said and dragged her sister with her towards the stairs. "This night is yours too, so make sure you get back here as soon you put her to sleep." Yuri shouted at the retrieving figure of my fiancee. Sooyeon just smiled tightly, however before nodding a little, while Soojung glared my way, Yuri's and lastly, the two half girls. It's so funny how the kid is trying so hard. Poor her! doesn't know her sister's marriage is just a sham, and she's trying her best to protect her. "So, buddy." Yuri began once they had started to climb the stairs, handing me one glass of the two frosty brews in her hands, she raised her glass. "To your last night of freedom." I shook my head but still clinked glasses with her and took a sip. “Your seat, Bachelorette.” Yuri said as she gestured towards one of the large, plush couches in the middle of the living room. I rolled my eyes, but acquiesced. I sighed heavily and took a long swig of my drink once again and tried not to think about what may happen in that seat. Shuddering at the thought but was interrupted by the sound of Yuri's voice over the sound system. "We’ve got a brand-new dancer tonight." She boomed. "Taeng, enjoy the titillating performance of Seoul's most outstanding stripper, Im Yoona." I looked up to the mention of the name, I knew that name somewhere... Yes, I know her, I'd once watched her performance at the angel pants strip club one evening, which ended with us having a one night stand thingy, I had to admit though, she was a good