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May 1, 2014 20:17:53 GMT -7
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Post by Zhuo Jina on Mar 31, 2014 15:54:23 GMT -7
She had calmed slightly since her short outburst and was able to slow her words some. Being in the presence of a woman made Jina unbelievably more comfortable and happy, and she felt as if it were okay to ask questions like this. Though, she was worried that Katsumi would judge her.
"I...I was married back in China. My husband didn't care about me, he just cared about his military status and having a son. He didn't really care who with. I once caught him in bed with a whore, but thought little of it. I never loved my husband.."
Her voice trailed off again. "I would like to marry someone I truly love someday."
As the fish finished cooking, Jina sat in waiting for it do be done. She had eaten last night, a bowl of rice. She often had little to eat, but she hoped this phase would pass. All she had to do was complete the task that the man had set out for her once she really learned how to ride Huī.
The fish finished cooking and Jina ate two of the four, mouth watering at the well cooked fish. "Where in *insert god name here*'s name did you learn to cook like this?" Jina wished she could have another one but her stomach, and mind were telling her NO MORE.
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