Plan 1: One month to learn to find Kyuhyun.

I called him countless times a day but he nevers answers. He either changed his number or he's just really that busy. I could feel time ticking and there wasn't anything more I could do. Henry suggested I go to Boston, but my parents wondered why and obviously I couldn't tell them the truth. What would I say? Oh yeah, I'm going to Boston, because that is where my boyfriend, Kyuhyun, you know? Cho Kyuhyun? Yeah, he's there and oh by the way I don't want to marry Donghae oppa. Okay bye now.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I searched high and low for cheap airline tickets. Despite me being rich, money wasn't something I was willing to toss around especially since my family worked hard to put it where it is. I was running out of time. There wasn't anything I could do anymore. 

Every night, I would cry knowing that I'm failing him and there was no way he'd find out until it was too late. Too late for me to turn back, too late for us. My family was counting on me to go through with this marriage. I seriously thought that in a society like today, that these stupid arranged marriages would be abolished. I guess I was wrong and now I am forced to marry someone I don't love. 

Plan 1: failed.

Plan 2: Learn to love Donghae

We grew close before, so why couldn't it happen again right? Our parents have been forcing us to go on dates so we could get used to each other. At first I was cold, colder than the ice creams we'd go out for. Colder than the ice rinks he brought me too. I despised him.

"Juli, when will you believe me that I wasn't the one to set this up? Juli, c'mon talk to me. Seriously. I was suprised too." I was too busy stirring my bubble tea around in my glass watching the bubbles swirl around in the thick, creamy drink. "Juli, I would never do that to you. I wouldn't want to jeopardize our friendship nonetheless force you to marry me." I bit my lip and acted like I wasn't listening.

"Why would I do that? What if you had someone else you loved? I wouldn't want to rip you from them." At that point, I started to cry. I missed Kyuhyun so much. I missed his voice, I missed everything. Donghae took my tears by suprise and handed me a pile of napkins. I wiped my eyes and sighed. "Juli.."

"I get it oppa. You can stop apologizing." He smiled faintly and wiped the remaining tears rolling on my cheek. "Juli, I just want to let you know, we can both back out..." I shook my head. This was for my family, their pride, honor, reputation. It would only be a disaster if we BOTH backed out. "I don't want to put our families under more issues oppa..."

He sighed and nodded. "Are you sure? You're marrying someone you don't...love." His voice trailed off in the end. I knew he would be fine because he was marrying someone he loved but me. I wasn't and Donghae knew. He knew I didn't love him. "I could learn..." I muttered.

"You don't hav-" I pressed my hand against his mouth and smiled painfully. "Yah, if you keep talking like this then I won't learn." He chuckled before pulling my hand into his. "I'll try my best Juli." He kissed the back of my hand. It sent shivers up my spine and I wasn't sure if they were good ones or not.

Donghae and I sat in cushioned chairs as a woman flipped through a big book of wedding dresses. Hard to believe, I was doing this, only with Kyuhyun just a few months ago...

"Neh, this dress is in your pricing range and we could possibly even lower it more!" She pointed at a beautiful dress, it was long and flowed long behind the model. The top was strapless, with a sweet heart neckline em