“What is he doing here?” Jina snarled.

“it is my best friend’s wedding. Why can’t I be here?”

Jina sighed and sat back, rolling her eyes and scoffing.

“You cant be serious.”

“Look. Lets just get along for Pyo and Jungwha’s sake,” Kyung said, trying to catch her eyes but she wouldn’t look at him.

“I’m not keeping any promises…” She said quietly.

The day went on slowly, nothing really exciting on except the fact Jina had slapped Kyung in his face and went to her hotel room in a whirlwind.

“This girl I swear…” kyung said on the way to the dinner buffet.

There at the back of the line stood Jina. Kyung walked to stand next to her.

“You know… there was no need to hit me,” Kyung said quietly.

Jina jumped, as if she was spaced out. She glared at him.

“There was every right.”

“Was not”

“Was too”

“Was not”

“Was too”

“Guys!” Pyo said, running to catch the spot next to them before it was taken.

“Hey Pyo. Wheres Jungwha?” Jina asked, ignoring Kyung all together.

“She’s complaining about stomach pains. “

Jina’s face suddenly burst into a smile, one that Kyung had missed so much.

“Hey, how long ago was her period?” Jina asked.

“Two months ago. Why? Is that not… normal?” Pyo asked, his voice laced with uncertancey.

“Oh my god, where is she?”

“In her room, I don’t see-“

“I’ll tell you later!!!” she called, running from the line and running to the suites.

“You don’t think?” Kyung asked, watching as Jina turned the corner of the room and disappeared from sight.

“Nah. It can’t be. Can it?”

“Lets hope it isn’t.”

Pyo was woken but painful groanes by Jungwha.

“Jung… are you okay?” He asked,  turning her around.

Her face had broken into a sweat.

“Junhwa !” Pyo yelled

The hospital room was white. Too white for Pyos liking.

He looked down the hall to find Kyung running at full speed with Jina at his heals. Now that was strange.

They both reached him.
“Pyo is she okay?” they both asked in the same breathless voices.

“I haven’t had any news from the doctors yet..” Pyo said, his voice tired.

Kyung looked at jin and then sat down next to Pyo.

“She’ll be alright Pyo.”

“I hope so.”

A couple of hours later a nurse came running out a smile plastered on his face.

Pyo stood up, his face full of concern.

“Is she okay?”

The doctor placed  two of his hands on Pyo’s  shoulders.

“She’s fine,” he began.

A chorus of sighs sounded through the hallway.

“But.. she has something she wants to tell you.”

Pyo was alone with Jungwha. His hand heled her small and fragile one.

“Jungwha what is it?” he asked.

“I-I’m pregnant.”