Chapter Sixteen
Jia paced in her living room, rubbing her hands together, her heart pounding. Every part of her cried out to call Erik and ask him about his date, but she had been hoping he would call her.
It wasn’t that she needed him to gush about a new love in his life, but she hoped she at least hadn’t ruined his night.
She was all too aware of how trying to intervene in someone’s love life could annoy rather than delight.
He hadn’t called the night before, which didn’t really tell her much.
That lack of communication could mean everything from the date having been a disaster to its complete opposite. It wasn’t like Jia contacted her sister right away after one of her arranged dates.
Maybe this was how Mei felt: a sense of frustration, fear, and hope, all mixed together in a bund
