SHE tried to pull her hand away but he held it firmly. He continued to talk in a serious tone. “I need you to answer these questions truthfully.” she was afraid of what he might asked so he tried to pull her hands again. “I know you need your hands for work, don't make me break them.” he sounded dangerous. This was not the Sungmin that she thought she knew.

“What are you getting from all this?” he asked her. She shook her head indicating nothing. “Did my mom buy you that dress?” She nodded tentatively. He muttered a curse in Korean then continued. “Did I hurt you when I told...when I said those things earlier?” Tears started to fall because she was scared, hurt and embrassassed.

Wasn't earlier enough? What else do you want from me? She wanted to say it outloud but there was a lump of tears that was blocking her voice. It was the anguish that she kept in. She couldn't even wipe away the disloyal tears that fell across her cheeks. She didn't want to cry in front of him that's why she fled. Now her heart was raw and her eyes were misty and she was lost in his gaze.

“I'm sorry if I hurt you.” he said softly. “I just wanted to make sure you weren't in this for the money.”

“You're dad tried to pay me. I wasn't going to take it.” She managed to choke out. He let her hands go and wiped her cheeks dry.

He smiled at her and said, “Do you really want to be with someone like me? My life is not here. I have to be in Korea in a month. If you really are willing to go through this whole thing, you have to be where I am. Can you do that?” He is trying to get me to sa