Emily’s POV
The rest of the dinner passed in a surreal haze. The food was amazing. I had never eaten Korean food, and I can’t even name some of the dishes, but even if the food tasted like heaven, my mind was a whirlwind.
I kept staring at Jin. Our agreement was only going to last a year, meaning that after that, we were done. He should have said something to his family about us just starting or totally discarding marriage, for that matter.
But he didn’t do that.
Why? I wondered, but I knew it would be better if I didn’t ask him.
Jin’s mother’s words had landed like a stone in my stomach. I glanced at Jin and saw the subtle tension in his jaw, the almost imperceptible gulp. He was braced for my reaction, for the questions. But all I felt was a strange, hollow ache. Of course, he ha
