Chapter Twelve – The Wedding
The next morning as soon as she awakened, Kathy felt her breast. The horrible pin was still there. She looked down at it, and the tears came quickly and freely. She rolled over sobbing into her pillow. “I hate him. I hate him in a way I could never have imagined. Hate him! Hate him!” she cried aloud. After several minutes, she sat on the edge of the bed. Once more, she stared down at the pin. ‘Soon,’ she thought, ‘this pin will be replaced by a black ring; Abul’s wedding ring. The inscription will say, ‘I belong to Abul.’ To consider herself Abul’s w***e was ten thousand times easier than to think of herself as his wife. The bond uniting her to Abul would soon be a legal and sacred one.
Suddenly, the door opened. Miko and Mi Jong hurried in, each carrying a l
