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she could hardlybreathe.
“I came in second!” Tom shoutedexcitedly.
Weeping uncontrollably, she was too overwhelmed to find the voice to answerhim.
“Yi-yun, are you there?” Tom asked impatiently. The quietness at the other end bothered him because he had expected her to be as excited as hewas.
“Oh, Tom,” she choked, crying uncontrollably. “I can’t believe it! I’m so proud ofyou!”
“You should be,” Tom said. “Without you, I wouldn’t be here today. You’re the best, Yi-yun.”
A smile arise on her face as the satisfaction and fulfillment filled herheart.
Two days later, they embraced tightly at the Logan Airport. “Can you believe it?” she said while kissing him warmly. “Wewon!”
He was taken aback for just a second. “Yes,” he said, smiling. “Congratulations, my biggestsupporter.”
“Thanks,” she said proudly as a mother watching her son take his first step. “I’m so proud ofyou.”
The competition resulted in a one-year contract, which could be renewed with the famed Boston Symphony Orchestra. With a sizable promised income from his new job, he promptly switched his tiny studio for a decent one-bedroom apartment, which had a spacious living room for his grand piano in Allston. The T across the street would take him to the Symphony Hall so he didn’t need to buy acar.
“You know,” he said while showing Yi-yun around his new apartment. “You’re welcome to move in at any time.” He started kissing her as soon as they were in the empty bedroom. These days, Yi-yun realized proudly, Tom could hardly control himself when they were together; he wanted her as soon as he stopped playing thepiano.
“Of course I want to,” she said, looking up at him affectionately, but he didn’t hear her. His face flushed and his breath grew heavier as he buried his face between her face and long hair. His kisses became more and more passionate as they moved down from her neck to her bare shoulders. “But I have to talk to Fang Chenfirst.”
“Hmm,” he murmured, while busily fondling and unbuttoningher.
“Oh, Tom, we don’t have condoms,” she tried to remind him. She didn’t like using pills because she could never remember when to take them. It was much easier for Tom to use condoms. Plus, condoms were cheaper than thepill.
“I thought you had your period before I went to Prague,” he said while pushing her against the wall and starting unzipping hispants.
“Yes, but—” Her sentence was cut short by forcefulthrust.
For the first time, his unyielding passion didn’t result in an orgasm for her because her mind was far away, hovering over the talk that she would soon have to have with herhusband.
It would be a very difficult talkindeed.
“Are you kidding me?” Fang Chen shrieked while jumping up from the couch. “You can’t moveout!”
“Why? We’re not really living like a married couple anymore,” she said, walking into the middle of the living room to face herhusband.
“I know what you mean,” he hissed. His face turned a ghastly white, and his eyes filled with rage. “But you promised me that we would visit my parents next month.” December was his winterbreak.
This was a poor excuse as far as Yi-yun was concerned. “I promised a year ago. Now everything is different, and we don’t love each other anymore,” she said, looking straightly into his eyes. “I want adivorce.”
“A divorce!” Fang Chen shouted, almost choking with anger. “In your dreams! You can’t just come and go as you wish. You are my wife!” he yelled while charging towardher.
Scared, Yi-yun withdrew to the corner of the living room, but Fang Chen’s rage abandoned him when he almost reached her. “Why do you want to do this?” he asked while breaking down in sobs. “You know how much I love you. You can’t just pack up as if we were never in love. God knows how much I loveyou.”
Her heart constricted in pain. In that particular moment, Yi-yun wished that she
“I came in second!” Tom shoutedexcitedly.
Weeping uncontrollably, she was too overwhelmed to find the voice to answerhim.
“Yi-yun, are you there?” Tom asked impatiently. The quietness at the other end bothered him because he had expected her to be as excited as hewas.
“Oh, Tom,” she choked, crying uncontrollably. “I can’t believe it! I’m so proud ofyou!”
“You should be,” Tom said. “Without you, I wouldn’t be here today. You’re the best, Yi-yun.”
A smile arise on her face as the satisfaction and fulfillment filled herheart.
Two days later, they embraced tightly at the Logan Airport. “Can you believe it?” she said while kissing him warmly. “Wewon!”
He was taken aback for just a second. “Yes,” he said, smiling. “Congratulations, my biggestsupporter.”
“Thanks,” she said proudly as a mother watching her son take his first step. “I’m so proud ofyou.”
The competition resulted in a one-year contract, which could be renewed with the famed Boston Symphony Orchestra. With a sizable promised income from his new job, he promptly switched his tiny studio for a decent one-bedroom apartment, which had a spacious living room for his grand piano in Allston. The T across the street would take him to the Symphony Hall so he didn’t need to buy acar.
“You know,” he said while showing Yi-yun around his new apartment. “You’re welcome to move in at any time.” He started kissing her as soon as they were in the empty bedroom. These days, Yi-yun realized proudly, Tom could hardly control himself when they were together; he wanted her as soon as he stopped playing thepiano.
“Of course I want to,” she said, looking up at him affectionately, but he didn’t hear her. His face flushed and his breath grew heavier as he buried his face between her face and long hair. His kisses became more and more passionate as they moved down from her neck to her bare shoulders. “But I have to talk to Fang Chenfirst.”
“Hmm,” he murmured, while busily fondling and unbuttoningher.
“Oh, Tom, we don’t have condoms,” she tried to remind him. She didn’t like using pills because she could never remember when to take them. It was much easier for Tom to use condoms. Plus, condoms were cheaper than thepill.
“I thought you had your period before I went to Prague,” he said while pushing her against the wall and starting unzipping hispants.
“Yes, but—” Her sentence was cut short by forcefulthrust.
For the first time, his unyielding passion didn’t result in an orgasm for her because her mind was far away, hovering over the talk that she would soon have to have with herhusband.
It would be a very difficult talkindeed.
“Are you kidding me?” Fang Chen shrieked while jumping up from the couch. “You can’t moveout!”
“Why? We’re not really living like a married couple anymore,” she said, walking into the middle of the living room to face herhusband.
“I know what you mean,” he hissed. His face turned a ghastly white, and his eyes filled with rage. “But you promised me that we would visit my parents next month.” December was his winterbreak.
This was a poor excuse as far as Yi-yun was concerned. “I promised a year ago. Now everything is different, and we don’t love each other anymore,” she said, looking straightly into his eyes. “I want adivorce.”
“A divorce!” Fang Chen shouted, almost choking with anger. “In your dreams! You can’t just come and go as you wish. You are my wife!” he yelled while charging towardher.
Scared, Yi-yun withdrew to the corner of the living room, but Fang Chen’s rage abandoned him when he almost reached her. “Why do you want to do this?” he asked while breaking down in sobs. “You know how much I love you. You can’t just pack up as if we were never in love. God knows how much I loveyou.”
Her heart constricted in pain. In that particular moment, Yi-yun wished that she
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