Think about what we said, Jinah. We are not taking our son away from you; we only want you to live your life the way you should be.
I promised to be with him for the rest of my life.
Circumstances have changed, child. We will understand if–
I’m not giving him up.
The warmth trickles into her system like shower droplets, sliding slowly through her veins, blooming into a familiar tingle on the skin.
She could feel his arms around her again, his breath upon her neck. She could almost hear him say something as he exhales.
But nothing.
She opens her eyes, closes them again, choosing to remain in a place where he still loves her.
Where he exists.
On-File: “*We Got Married” Interview Reel
Im Jinah
Week Twelve
“It’s almost your 100th day together,” the PD says off-camera. “Are you planning something special for your husband?”
The smile on Nana’s face is wide. She is ready to answer this question. “Yes.”
“Tell us about it.”
“Today,” she tells her reflection in the mirror as she puts an earring on. “It has to be today.”
She has lost count of the times she’d resolved to break up with Daniel–her boyfriend of almost three months–only for said resolve to weaken and disappear completely the moment he smiles at her. Who could blame her, really? Aside from the fact that her boyfriend’s good looks could so easily land him on magazine covers, he is the sweetest, most attentive man she’s known. (It could be argued, however, that the most dominant male figure in her life leaves much to be desired, but that’s not the point.)
Daniel is not the problem in this equation, no. It’s her. She needs to break up with him because she knows there is no way she could be completely honest with him. And that’s not fair.