05
“Jikyung,” Jina places her hands on my shoulders, “you
okay?”
It’s the day of the wedding, and I’m getting jitters. I
don’t think it’s because I’m unsure of marrying Junghoon. It’s just the idea of
marrying someone in general is tugging my heart. I’m going to be settled now.
I’m going to be someone’s wife, and I’m going to consider creating a family.
I’m going to have to care for someone else as much as I care for a family
member. I’m going to face the possibility of divorce in the future. I guess I’m
scared. I’m scared to move onto the next part of my life, and then be left
behind somewhere. I don’t want my parents’ case to repeat. I’m saying that I
won’t mind my husband cheating as long as he provides for me and my future
children if I have some; however, I know that’s half of a lie. I think I care
too much about Junghoon now that I’ll mind. I might even come to hate him if
that ever happens, and I don’t want that. I don’t want to follow my mother’s
steps.




