The tattoo removal process is painless and it's off in two hours. I leave my parents house thinking if I should get another tattoo. "Should I? I really think I should." I ask my husband. He just nods. He's like a tattoo addict at this point. More than twenty on his left arm alone. One with my Korean name "Yunbi" on his wrist.

"It's up to you." He says. I look at him as his eyes are sternly on the road. "Jagiya, you are not talking? Why?" He shakes his head. "You've been..away. Dare I say distant. I miss you Florence I really do." He parks the car at the front of the house. "Can we just be like how we used to? I miss us, Florence. I miss us who would die for each other, us who would..would do some crazy shit just to keep the other safe!" I get out slamming the car door behind me. He goes after me. "Florenciá love, wait! What did I say? Baby don't do this right now..."

I head into our room and lock the door. I cry into my pillow, letting my makeup get messed up. I'm a horrible wife I tell myself. I have been distant, meeting after meeting. Party after party and not even regarding how he feels? I fucked up, badly. I head a faint knock at the door. I sit up. "Come in." He sits next to me on the edge of the bed. Bam follows him too. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you like that." He says sulking. "I just wanna..you know what. Can we sit in silence for a bit?" I nod, laying my head in his lap. Then I start to cry again. I cover my face but he looks really concerned about me. "Flora..why are you crying?"

"I'm a shitty wife okay!" I say wiping my tears. "It's always buisness, business, business and not enough of you! I'm sorry...you had all the right light into me like that.." He kisses my forhead. "How about I make you your favorite dinner and we watch Mean Girls till we laugh our asses off?" I laugh. He always knows my favorites, Yungane and Mean girls. I kiss him on the lips. "Yes, that'd be perfect."