{"id":38903,"date":"2026-08-22T08:17:28","date_gmt":"2026-08-22T08:17:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/readingdairy.com\/?p=38903"},"modified":"2026-08-22T08:17:28","modified_gmt":"2026-08-22T08:17:28","slug":"i-traveled-to-korea-to-visit-my-daughter-her-husband-thought-i-couldnt-understand-him-he-was-very-wrong-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/readingdairy.com\/?p=38903","title":{"rendered":"My son-in-law spoke freely in Korean. He thought his conversation was private. What I heard changed everything."},"content":{"rendered":"

I had crossed an ocean because I missed my daughter and wanted to understand the life she’d built without me. But during one family dinner, I learned that understanding more could come with a cost, and one hidden truth forced me to question her marriage, my instincts, and even my own motives.<\/p>\n

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“You know why you married her.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The knife stopped halfway through a cucumber.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I stood in my daughter’s kitchen in South Korea, one hand on the cutting board, listening to her husband and his father argue in Korean in the next room.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon, my son-in-law, answered first.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You know why you married her.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I love Emily.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I didn’t say you don’t,” his father, Young-ho, replied.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Neither man knew I understood them.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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For nine months, I’d been learning Korean quietly on my phone. I was 60, stubborn enough to keep a daily streak, and tired of smiling through conversations I couldn’t follow.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I love Emily.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily had built a life there. I wanted to understand more of it.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I just never expected to understand something I wished I hadn’t heard.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Young-ho’s voice sharpened.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“How much longer are you going to hide this from Emily?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I haven’t decided anything yet.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“How much longer are you going to hide this from Emily?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“You’re interviewing for jobs in the United States.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My fingers curled around the edge of the counter.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon lowered his voice. “That doesn’t mean I’m leaving.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You said the same kind of thing when you married her.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Don’t start, Dad.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“That doesn’t mean I’m leaving.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“You knew exactly what she represented to you, Joon!”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I said I love my wife.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“And I said that isn’t the point. That girl has uprooted her entire life for you, and you can’t even tell her the truth.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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A chair scraped against the floor.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Young-ho continued.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You wanted a way out of the life I planned for you. Emily made another life seem possible.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“That girl has uprooted her entire life for you.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I wanted my own future.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“And now you’re doing the same thing to her.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Stay out of my marriage.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then stop making decisions for your wife without asking her.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I set the knife down before I dropped it.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Stay out of my marriage.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Twenty-four hours earlier, I’d thought my biggest mistake was bringing pancake mix across the Pacific.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily met me after my flight with the same smile she’d worn at sixteen whenever she was about to tease me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Then she saw my three suitcases.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Mom, are you visiting or relocating?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I packed carefully.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Mom, are you visiting or relocating?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“You packed for the collapse of civilization.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Then she hugged me tight.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Back at the apartment, Emily pulled crackers and pancake mix from my suitcase.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Mom, they sell food here.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Not the kind you like.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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She hugged me tight.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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She laughed, but I knew half my luggage contained things she’d never asked for.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I called them gifts.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Really, I was carrying pieces of home to a daughter who had stopped calling America that years ago.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily had moved to Korea for work, then met Joon.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I worried at first because he belonged to a life I barely understood.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But when I met him, he was patient, attentive, and clearly loved Emily.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I called them gifts.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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The part I struggled with wasn’t Joon.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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It was that Emily stayed.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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While she unpacked, I mentioned the bakery near my house and the farmers market.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You’d love it now.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I’m sure I would, Mom.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Then she folded a towel.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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It was that Emily stayed.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“We’re actually thinking about renewing this apartment for longer next time.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I looked up.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“How much longer?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“A while.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I straightened a stack of cracker boxes that didn’t need straightening.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Well, good for you, honey.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“How much longer?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily narrowed her eyes.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“What?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You did the voice.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“What voice?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“The one where ‘good for you’ means ‘this news has personally offended me.'”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You did the voice.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I don’t have a voice. I just miss you. I’m proud of your life here, but sometimes I’m sad for me too.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You absolutely have a voice,” she said, then added, “Mom, I miss you too.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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That should’ve been enough.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Somehow, I’d spent years turning those words into a return ticket.<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The following evening, Emily got held up at work.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Mom, I miss you too.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon’s mother wasn’t feeling well, so only Joon and Young-ho came for dinner.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I’d met Young-ho at the wedding and once after. He was reserved but polite.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I went to make appetizers while he and Joon sat at the table.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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That’s when they switched to Korean.<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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At first, I ignored them.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Then I heard Emily’s name.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He was reserved but polite.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Young-ho said, “If Emily or her mother ever finds out how much fear guided the beginning of this marriage, those interviews will be the smallest thing you have to explain.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon hissed, “They’re not going to hear anything from you.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You can’t hide relocation plans forever.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I’ll tell Emily when there’s something real.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“They’re not going to hear anything from you.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I backed away, slipped outside in my house slippers, and called Emily.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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No answer.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I typed one message.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Call me when you’re alone. Please.”<\/strong><\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Then I stood in the cold, wondering whether telling her would protect my daughter or blow open a marriage I only partly understood.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Call me when you’re alone. Please.”<\/i><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The front door swung open less than an hour later.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I got it!”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily rushed inside, glowing.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon had been helping me clear the table. Young-ho had gone to pick up a dessert Emily liked before heading home.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I got it!”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“The promotion,” Emily said. “I got it.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I hugged her.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I knew you would, my darling.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“They want me leading the regional team.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“That’s huge.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I hugged her.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Four years.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Over her shoulder, I saw Joon’s face change.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily pulled back.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Four years, maybe longer.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon smiled too late.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“That’s incredible.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Four years.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I looked at him.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He knew exactly what it meant.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Later, while Emily showered, I found Joon alone in the kitchen.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Does she know?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He looked up. “Know what?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Does she know?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“The interviews.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“How much Korean do you speak?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Enough to know you’ve been planning around my daughter without telling her.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon glanced toward the hallway.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Keep your voice down, Stella. Please.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“The interviews.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I will when you answer me. Are you telling me you married my daughter because she was American?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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His head snapped toward me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“No. Never. Emily wasn’t paperwork or a ticket out.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then explain what your father meant.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon dragged a hand across his face.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Before Emily, my father had planned everything: the business, my work, and my future.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I will when you answer me.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“And Emily changed that?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“She lived like choices belonged to her. I’d never done that.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“So you saw her as an escape.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“At first? Partly.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Did she know?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“No.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“At first? Partly.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“And you married her anyway.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon flinched.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“By then, I loved her. That’s what makes it hard to admit. I wanted Emily, not an escape.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then why are you hiding these interviews?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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His jaw tightened.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Because I still want out.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“By then, I loved her.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Out of Korea?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Out of the future my father still expects me to live.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I stepped closer.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“And you’ve decided Emily will follow.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I thought she’d understand once there was something concrete.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The bathroom door opened, and Emily walked in, drying her hair.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Out of Korea?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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She looked between us.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“What exactly am I supposed to understand?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon looked at me. “Stella and I were talking.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“About what?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I folded my arms.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“His interviews.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Stella and I were talking.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily lowered the towel.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“What interviews?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I’ve spoken to three employers in the United States.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Three? Did you tell them you’d relocate?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon hesitated. “I said relocation was possible.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Did you tell them you’d relocate?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“For you?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“For us.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily stared at him.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You never asked me. You were already telling strangers I’d move countries.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily turned to me. “How did you know?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I overheard Joon and Young-ho speaking Korean.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“For you?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“You understand Korean?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I understand it enough. I wanted to learn for you.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Her eyes moved between us.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Apparently, everybody’s been having conversations about my life except me.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon stepped forward. “Emily, listen. This isn’t about using you.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I wanted to learn for you.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I looked at him.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then tell her what you told me.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily frowned. “Told you what?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I didn’t soften it. I told her everything.<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I asked him whether being American was part of why he married you.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Told you what?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily went still.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Mom.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I had to ask, Emily. After what I heard, I had to know.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon shook his head immediately.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then why did your father say I was your way out?” Emily asked.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon’s shoulders dropped.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“After what I heard, I had to know.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“When I met you, my father had already decided I’d join the family business. My future felt settled.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“And I changed that?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You showed me another life existed.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily’s voice lowered. “So I was convenient.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“At first, part of what drew me to you was what your life represented. It was a choice I hadn’t known I had.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“And I changed that?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“And then?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then I fell in love with you. I still do. I never married you for America, but being with you made leaving feel possible.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“And now you’re doing it again,” she said. “You’re building the exit before asking whether I want to leave.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He had no answer.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I should’ve stopped there.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then I fell in love with you.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Instead, I said, “Moving back wouldn’t exactly be terrible.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily looked at me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Back?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I felt the mistake immediately.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You mean America.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I meant you’d have choices there too, darling.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I felt the mistake immediately.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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She shook her head.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Both of you keep turning my life into somewhere you want me to go.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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She put her shoes on and grabbed her coat.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I need a few hours where nobody is planning my future for me.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Young-ho returned carrying a small bakery box.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Emily likes this one,” he said, setting it down.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I need a few hours.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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He looked toward the empty hallway.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Where is she?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Out.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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He found me straightening napkins that were already straight.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I stopped.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Did you really plan Joon’s whole life?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Where is she?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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He sat across from me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I thought I was giving him security, Stella.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“He called it control.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Young-ho nodded.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Sometimes those are the same thing.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Then he asked quietly, “Did Emily ever promise you she’d come back?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I thought I was giving him security, Stella.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I couldn’t answer.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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No. She hadn’t.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I’d turned homesick calls and every “maybe someday” into a promise she never made.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon had once looked at Emily and seen another future.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I had looked at her and assumed she’d eventually choose mine.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Our reasons were different, but the same woman stood in the middle.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I couldn’t answer.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The next evening, I joined Emily and a few coworkers celebrating her promotion.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I watched her laugh with people whose stories I didn’t know.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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One woman said, “We would’ve fallen apart without you last year.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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When someone asked if I was proud, I said, “Very.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I meant it.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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When someone asked how long I was visiting, I said, “Not long enough.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I watched her laugh.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily looked at me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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For once, I didn’t follow it with a joke about bringing her home.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The following morning, Joon waited for me in the kitchen.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I got an offer, Stella.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I put down my coffee.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“That’s good, Joon. Does Emily know?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I got an offer, Stella.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Not yet.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I know,” he said. “I’m telling her today.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Good.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“If she takes the promotion, we’re here another four years. I don’t know if I can do that.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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For once, he was saying what he wanted.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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“I’m telling her today.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I don’t want my father’s business,” he continued. “I don’t want the life he chose for me. I want something of my own.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then\u00a0tell<\/i>\u00a0your wife.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I will.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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He hesitated.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“She listens to you.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Then\u00a0tell<\/i>\u00a0your wife.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I knew where he was going.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Don’t.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You’d have her closer, Stella. We’d be on the same continent as you. Isn’t that what you want?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I pictured coffee at my kitchen table. I pictured birthdays without flights.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon saw it on my face.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Just help her see both sides.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You’d have her closer, Stella.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I looked at him.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You’re asking because you know my heart is already biased. I want my baby home, Joon. But it has to be on her terms, not mine.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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“That’s not fair.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“No, it isn’t.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I walked toward the hallway, then stopped.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“That’s not fair.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Don’t use my loneliness to excuse what you did.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily was sitting on the edge of her bed when I found her.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I owe you an apology.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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She sighed.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Mom.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Don’t use my loneliness.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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“No ‘but’ and no excuse.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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That made her look up.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I’ve spent years saying I wanted you happy. But too often, I meant happy somewhere I could reach you.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Her eyes filled.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You never promised you’d come back. I turned hoping into expecting.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I sat beside her.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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“I turned hoping into expecting.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Missing you is mine to manage. Your life is yours.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily leaned against me, and I held her.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Then she whispered, “What if I take the promotion and I’m here for another few years?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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There was the question I’d spent years fearing.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I’ll hate missing birthdays. I’ll hate needing a flight to have coffee with you.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Your life is yours.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“Mom.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“But that’s mine to carry.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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She looked at me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“If Korea is where your life is, I won’t keep calling America home like you’ve misplaced yours.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily covered her mouth.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I squeezed her hand.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Choose your life, my darling.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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“But that’s mine to carry.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Later, Joon told her about the offer.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I didn’t stay for the conversation.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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I went for a walk because I’d finally learned that loving someone didn’t entitle me to stand inside every decision they made.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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When I returned, they sat at opposite ends of the couch.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon looked tired.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Joon told her about the offer.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Emily looked steadier.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I asked them for two more days,” he said.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily looked at him.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\n
\n

“They wouldn’t give them to me, so I turned it down.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I didn’t ask you to do that.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I know. But I wasn’t going to force you into a deadline you never agreed to. And I still don’t know if I can spend the rest of my life here.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I didn’t ask you to do that.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily nodded slowly.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I don’t want to leave. Not yet. Work is going really well, hon. I need to see this through.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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“I understand.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“And wanting something different isn’t the betrayal, Joon. Trying to arrange my life before telling me was.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I know.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I need to see this through.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“But we can talk about it all. Even if we stay here, you can step away from the family business. We can decide what comes next together.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He nodded.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The morning I left, Emily helped me zip my lighter suitcase.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“You’re taking the crackers back,” she said.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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“Absolutely not.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“But we can talk about it all.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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She smiled, then held out my phone.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\n

“I fixed your Korean app settings.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\n
\n

“You went through my phone?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

\n

“You handed it to me.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\n

“Fine. What else did you find?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“That your pronunciation needs work.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\n
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“What else did you find?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I laughed.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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At the airport, Emily hugged me longer than usual.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\n

“Mom?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\n

“Yeah?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I know you weren’t trying to pull me away from my life.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My throat tightened.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Mom?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“I was trying to pull you closer to mine, baby. I just didn’t realize how controlling I was.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I know.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I looked at her. “I’m learning the difference.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She squeezed my hand.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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“And I’m learning that missing you doesn’t mean I made the wrong choice.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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That one landed.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I don’t need you to come back to prove you love me, Em.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I’m learning the difference.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Emily’s eyes filled.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Good. Because I love you from here.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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When they called my boarding group, I picked up my bag.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I’ll call when I get in.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

For years, I’d heard distance as rejection.<\/div>\n
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<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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“Because I love you from here.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Now I understood it differently.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My daughter hadn’t left me behind.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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