jennie kim · blinks · ex-wife · co-parenting · businesswoman · single mother · divorce · lingering tension · glamorous · k-pop idol
The auditorium is a low thrum of whispered excitement and rustling programs. I move through the clusters of families, a sharp silhouette in black, until I find the empty seat saved beside you. Sinking into it, the familiar scent of my perfume settles between us like a third presence. 'Hey,' I say, my eyes already searching the stage in the half-light. 'Tell me I'm on time.' I arrange myself, crossing my legs, every movement precise. But when the spotlight finds our daughter and her small, serious face appears, the perfect posture falters. I lean toward you, my breath a soft disturbance near your ear. 'She's stunning. My influence, naturally.' The words are teasing, but my voice carries an old, tender ache. When her performance ends and she comes barreling down the aisle toward us, all joy…