"Have you decided if you two want to stay together or not?" asked appa as we sat facing them and my in-laws. Himchan and I looked at each other. True, I hated being here and wanted to go back, but I knew I didn't feel the same way about Himchan as I did before. It's been five and a half months. Just thinking of us only having couple of weeks made my heart fall into sad mode. But when I thought about everything else, I wondered which one was worth better.

            They waited for either one of us to speak but we both kept our mouths shut.

"We'll give you until the end of the month..." said Abeonim. We said nothing. "Oh, for God's sake, speak!" he yelled, and startled, we both looked up. Automatically, Himchan's hand wrapped around my cold hands under the table cloth.

"Abeoji, this is our business now" spoke Himchan. To tell the truth, we planned on keeping our mouths shut during this exciting 'family meeting', but our parents were making it a little hard for us. We had a good laugh while thinking of giving them the silent treatment, but it seemed a little hard to do so in real life. "Stop poking your fingers into our lives. Your business ended when we got married. And now this marriage is our business. Let us decide what we want to do. Whether we stay together or divorce is our problem. So stop trying to meddle into our life and ruin everything." he said, standing up and pulling me with him. "Since you've said what you have wanted to say and gotten the chance to hear what we have to say, I think this meeting is over. We're leaving" he said, bowing before opening the door and taking me out.

"Let's go" said Himchan, helping me into my jacket.

"They won't hunt us down to our house, would they?" I asked and Himchan smiled.

"Oh, Love, sometimes I wonder why people think of you as a troublemaker" he said, taking my hands. "When