Epilogue
New Year’s Eve
Jian looked out over the table. Almost everyone they knew was there—no one from his family, of course, but the friends they’d gotten to know through the years, and James and Judith, Victor’s parents. He’d cooked for days, mostly to soothe his nerves. There was way more food than they’d eat, but it didn’t matter. If he could, he’d go into the kitchen to throw something together right now.
He’d asked Victor to let him be the one to tell his parents they were getting married, but he hadn’t counted on being this nervous. The only thing worse had been coming out to his parents, but there, he had known what their reaction would be. Despite knowing, he’d still hoped, though. He’d hoped their love for him would be stronger than their beliefs and preconceptions—it wasn’t,
