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(Underlined - )       "You have to come home as soon as possible!" Your father shouted from the phone. The loudness of his voice can probably wake the whole level of your apartment building.     News spread a bit slower to your parents about the whole going-public-about-your-relationship. They just got the news of how much hate mail your getting plus the recent scandal your boyfriend was linked. Your father called you as soon as he found out and ordered you to come home.     "Dad, the hate mails was weeks ago and it's getting lesser now. The scandal thing though-"     "Can't believe I gave that boy a chance"     "Dad, you don't know the whole story. It was all a misunderst-"     "I don't care. And to think, he bought you both a new place to live in?! The nerve of that kid! I'm not gonna let my daughter live with that jerk anymore!"     "But dad-"     "No buts! You will come home as soon as possible! End of story!" Your father declared as he hang up the phone. Feeling frustrated. You threw your phone on the opposite side of the room, making it bounce on the "you-are-so-lucky" carpeted floor. You slumped down onto the couch and buried your head on the pillow.     You love your dad and respected him as any daughter would. But, you love your boyfriend too. You trust him and you both agreed to go through everything together. Deep in your thoughts, you didn't hear the door opened and your boyfriend