You stare at the piece of paper on the table in front of you. You double checked the zeroes on it. Was it 6, or 9? It happened. Just like in drama. His parents, not liking their son's choice choose to take matters into their own hands. Bribing you to get off their son's life.

But then a hand flutters around you from behind, you could feel his lips closing in.

"If you take that money, I will make sure you're gonna have my baby in your stomach tomorrow. What's your choice, sugar?"