Of Hotdogs,Bagels and Basil

Basil- 8

Amber's POV

I remembered having a heavy heart parting with her. Or should I say, she brought with her my heart. My father's assistant, Kyuhyun appeared on the airport telling me that my Dad and Mom is already waiting for me. They made sure I'll come straight home sending our private plane. I hate this.

Going home to Korea means saying yes to all they want me to do. Actually, saying yes to what my Mom wants me to do. Dad doesn't have a say in all, he just always say yes to what Mom wants. They fight like there's no tomorrow.

She wants me to study Business in Korea so that she can monitor what I am doing. When I was in L. A. the one who watches over me is Kyuhyun. He's the one who reports to my Mom about my whereabouts and what I do. He's also my tutor and my Butler, plus my driver. He's also the one who broke the news to my parents that I swing the other way and there's no way i'll be change. Well actually, I told him to tell that to them before they scheme any arrange marriage for me.

My Mom's family controls the government of South Korea discreetly. Discreetly by the means of having people on the right post in the government and controlling them without anyone knowing. They have the money and the power without flaunting it. There's the new society who flaunts their newly acquired riches or more known as new money. My mother's family belong to the old money crowd, the old society who has riches beyond your imagination and has been in the family for ages. It's a society inside a society, and I don't give a fuck about that.

My Grandma heads their family. I'm her favorite grand daughter, because she doesn't have a grandson. Mom was her only daughter and his son died when he was little. So it's just me and my older sister Jackie.

Why am I being monitored? Well, because my brilliant older sister Jackie suddenly married her college boyfriend so that Mom will not have any reason to arrange a marriage for her. Let alone be tied in handling our company. That's why I am the casualty, my sister was apologetic but I understand her. She loves her husband Bryan very much and she wants a peaceful life away from Mom.

Every school break in the past 4 years that I studied, I secretly borrow our plane and carry Kyuhyun along to Italy to search for her. Stupid me, I didn't ask her what part of Italy she is going. So Kyuhyun and I embark on a quest going to different culinary school in Italy just to find her. The first year we went to Naples and Milan. The second year was in Venice, the third in Tuscany. The fourth year we went to Florence. I know I'm in the right place but I don't know where to find her. We searched for days and went to different culinary Institute just to look for her. Language barrier is also a problem. The last Institute we went to, the graduation just finished so we don't have a way of knowing if she's there.

It got me thinking, 4 years just passed. And if she's going to graduate she'll be back in Korea. It will be much easier to look for her there. Who knows, I might bump into her just walking in Gangnam or in the subway (which I don't use) or the bus station (which I don't use too).

I miss her. So much. Terribly much. I miss her scent and it makes me crazy not knowing where we will meet again. I miss her smile, even though it's embedded on my mind. I miss her kiss and I miss her whole being.

I asked Kyuhyun to accompany me to New York for just a day. I just wanted to clear my mind but the truth is, I was hoping to see her on the places we went to before hoping to see her there. It was a wishful thinking, but who cares?

We went to the Italian diner because I want to taste the Pesto Ravioli again. The lady owner recognized me and told me my 'girlfriend' just left 30 minutes ago waiting for me.