Jin’s POV
David didn’t contact me again, meaning Emily had likely sent him and his entire team away. A tight, frustrated knot formed in my stomach. She was going to show up in something from her own closet. Something that would be glaringly, obviously inadequate for the scrutiny she was about to face. It would be a distraction. A flaw in the presentation. An unnecessary variable I had failed to control.
If only I had done this sooner…
Suho was right, I had taken too much time, and now Emily thought I was only doing this out of charity, when that was not the case. I didn’t want her to feel the stares from all these socialites. Emily was beautiful, sometimes chaotic, but gorgeous nonetheless.
I stood near the entrance of the museum’s grand hall, a glass of champagne in my hand that I had
