We’ve come leaps and bounds ahead when it comes to the country’s acceptance of interracial relationships. You have your boo, he has you. You’re in love. When there’s four walls, you feel absolute freedom to love the hell out of them. In public, you clam up, walk three paces ahead and pretend you’re not together. If this is you, spill it. What are you so afraid of? And if you’ve been on the receiving end of the cold shoulder treatment, how did you handle it, or communicate it to your partner?