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Chapter 22: Chapter 22. What the Father Says

Their father placed a reassuring hand on his wife's shoulder, his expression gentle but resolute. "Jasmine, my dear, I understand your concerns, but we must trust our children. If Rachel truly wants to pursue singing, who are we to stand in her way?"

 

Jasmine's eyes widened, and her voice tinged with exasperation. "But Rachel should be a doctor or a lawyer! That's what we expected of her."

 

David leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful look on his face. "Well, she doesn't seem to want that, does she? Why would we spend thousands of dollars on something she has no passion for?"

 

Jasmine's brow furrowed, her anxiety palpable. "And what if she fails? What then?"

 

David chuckled, a reassuring smile spreading across his face. "Then we're here, just like Jonathan or Sophia said to you. We're here to be with her; if she fails, then we send her to law school or medical school. Easy, right?" He laughs. He wanted his children to be as successful as him and his wife, but they're not in South Korea anymore. There are numerous opportunities for success in America, and they have the financial means to pursue them.

 

"Yeobo!" Jasmine opened her mouth to protest, but David raised a hand, silencing her.

 

"Now, now, don't pull that 'yeobo' card on me. The children will be just fine. Sophia is at the top of her class, and Jonathan is set to attend Cornell Medical School with honors. If Rachel wants to be a singer, then so be it. She'll have two wealthy older siblings to support her, or we can even marry her off to someone rich." He laughed heartily at the idea, which seemed amusing to him.

 

Jasmine's expression darkened; her voice shrill. "You're not taking this seriously!"

 

David's gaze softened, and he reached out to grasp his wife's hand. "I am, my dear. It's not like we're the ones paying for her studies, right? Harper is the one covering the expenses. We can just have her marry Harper later. That girl seems to know how to use her brain and live a life." He smiled while giving it some thought.

 

Jasmine's eyes widened, and her voice filled with disbelief. "Harper Wilson is a female!"

 

David shrugged, unfazed by the revelation. "So? As long as she can make our baby happy, I don't see anything wrong with that. I just want Rachel to be happy."

 

Jasmine's face contorted with horror. "You want your daughter to be a lesbian?"

 

David's expression remained calm and collected. "I want her to be happy, Jasmine. And if that means letting her go to Seoul or marrying a woman, then so be it."

 

Jasmine's voice rose in pitch, her determination unwavering. "I will not give her anything! I'm not going to support her!"

 

David sighed, his gaze unwavering. "It's all been set in stone already, my dear. Sophia and Jonathan will help her until she's settled, and Harper will pay for her school fees. Rachel is truly loved, and she's going to be successful, you'll see." He paused, his expression softening. "Let her find her way, Jas. Sophia and Jonathan are already following our wishes."

 

Jasmine's shoulders slumped, her voice tinged with resignation. "You're going to regret this."

 

David reached out and pulled his wife into a warm embrace. "Perhaps, but I'd rather regret letting her chase her dreams than forcing her to live a life she doesn't want."

 

-

 

Harper stared at the numbers on her savings account, watching as the balance continued to steadily decline. The money she had painstakingly accumulated over the years through countless part-time jobs and the occasional side gig of doing others' homework was finally being put to good use.

 

She had once envisioned using this hard-earned cash to fund her escape—a chance to disappear to a distant land where her father could never find her. The idea of starting anew, away from the oppressive shadow of her family, had been a dream that had kept her going through the darkest of times.

 

But then everything changed. Harper had found the courage to open up to her older sister, Dylan, and pour out the painful truth of her circumstances. To her surprise, Dylan had not only listened with compassion but had also insisted that Harper continue her studies in Germany, anywhere in Germany, in a country where Dylan has spent years living and working in Germany.

 

That conversation had been a pivotal moment, a turning point that had set Harper on a new course. Rather than fleeing, she had dedicated the rest of her high school years to immersing herself in the German language and culture, knowing that it would make the transition to Heidelberg University that much smoother.

 

Now, as she watched the numbers in her account dwindle, Harper couldn't help but feel a sense of purpose and determination. This money, which she had once seen as her ticket to escape, was now being used to secure Rachel's future. She's not feeling any regrets about wiring the money to the school's account.

 

When she remembers how Rachel sounded after she wired the money and called her, everything was for the right reasons. Dylan helped her, and she just paid it forward for the kindness she received from her sister. Her fluency in German, developed over countless hours of study, paved the way for a plethora of possibilities. Getting a job in Heidelberg, a city known for its active intellectual and cultural life, appeared more reachable than it had ever been.

 

Harper couldn't help but chuckle as Jonathan and Sophia continued to pester her about sending money to Rachel. "You two just need to let me handle this," she said, sounding lighterhearted than the days before.

 

"Harper, come on, you've already done so much," Jonathan insisted, his voice filled with concern. "You should be using that money for yourself, not bankrolling Rachel's dreams."

 

Sophia agreed in unison; she sat next to Jonathan so Harper could hear her voice through the phone. "Jonathan's right. You've already sacrificed so much to get her this opportunity. Let us take care of the rest."

 

Harper's words turn softly to the siblings; they can hear her laugh, which really sounds melodious in their ears. "Guys, seriously, it's no big deal. I still have plenty saved up to cover her school fees for next year." She leaned back in her chair, answering the two siblings banter in her ears. "Besides, if Rachel ends up becoming a popular singer, you know I'm going to be her number one fan. I'll be getting front-row seats to all her concerts!"

 

Jonathan and Sophia exchanged a bemused look, shaking their heads in exasperation. "And what about us?" Jonathan asked, "Where are we going to sit?"

 

Harper let out a laugh, feeling it was the right time to tease the siblings. "Oh, you two can fight it out for the second row. I'm sure Rachel will hook you up with some good seats, even if you're not her number one fan."

 

Sophia chuckled. Harper has come back to be the nice, kind, and bubbly Harper; she knows her in the airport, not the cold and always annoyed Harper. "You're impossible, Harper. But I have to admit, I do kind of want front-row seats to Rachel's concerts one day."

 

"Fight me." Harper laughs, and they close their phone calls. Last month was a hard time for her, but she tried to accept the truth and let herself be more at ease with herself.


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Chapter 23: Chapter 23. City of Seoul

Jasmine stood at the window, her eyes fixated on the sight of her youngest daughter, Rachel, leaving the house with her oldest daughter. While her son Jonathan remained behind, Jasmine had been relentless in her attempts to stop Rachel from embarking on this journey to Seoul.

 

She had tried everything—preaching to Rachel, trying to undermine her confidence, even going so far as to plead with her. But Rachel's resolve remained unshaken, and Jasmine could only watch helplessly as the pieces fell into place.

 

As Jasmine scanned the documents in her hands, her heart sank. The enrollment paperwork clearly stated that Rachel would be starting at the prestigious Yongsan International School of Seoul next month. All the tuition fees had been paid for the entire year, and the contract was airtight.

 

"Let her; it's the best way we can see them growing up in their own way." Her husband, David, wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulder.

 

Jasmine's mind raced with an endless litany of concerns. "Let her? How can I just let her go?" she muttered to herself, her fingers trembling. "The entertainment industry is ruthless. Those people will eat her alive!"

 

David spoke calmly while reassuring his wife. "Then we must believe in our daughter and trust that God will protect her. And trust that the company bringing her to Seoul will also look after her."

 

Jasmine's brow furrowed, her gaze shifting to her husband. "But I want to talk to this Harper—the one who paid for Rachel's tuition. If it weren't for her interference, Rachel would still be here in New York!"

 

David's lips curled into a soft smile. "Oh, I did talk to her," he said gently. "What a nice girl she is—so polite, friendly, and mature for her age."

 

Jasmine's eyes widened. "Her age? How old is she?"

 

"Eighteen, the same as Jonathan," David replied, his expression thoughtful. "You know, she's far more mature than our own son. She didn't stutter or hesitate when she spoke to me. She articulated so clearly why she decided to help Rachel."

 

Jasmine's mind raced, struggling to reconcile this image with the reality she had envisioned. She always thought Harper was older than Sophia, an adult woman who's having another intention with her daughter, but it turns out she's not older than her second child. "What did she say?"

 

David's gaze softened, and his voice filled with admiration. "She apologized for being 'nosy,' as she put it. But she said that if no one else in the world believed in Rachel, she would be the one to trust her and stand by her side. Because, as she said, 'that's all I needed when I was that age.'"

 

Jasmine's lips parted, the words echoing in her mind. "That doesn't sound like the words of an eighteen-year-old," she murmured, her skepticism still evident.

 

David nodded, understanding his wife's hesitation. "I know, and I don't know what challenges this young woman has faced in her own life. But I've decided to accept her gesture. If there is no one else in the world who believes in our Rachel, at least we know there is one person who does."

 

Jasmine scoffed, her eyes narrowing. "Such a poetic situation. And what am I supposed to do? Accept it?"

 

David's expression remained steady, his voice reassuring. "Yes, exactly. Accept it, Jasmine. Accept that there is someone out there who sees the same potential in our daughter that we do. Allow Rachel to spread her wings and embrace this opportunity, knowing that she has someone in her corner, no matter what."

 

With a deep breath, Jasmine nodded, her resolve slowly starting to solidify. "Alright, babe. If you believe in this, then I will try to as well. For Rachel's sake, I will do my best to accept this." She scoffed, even when she still kissed her husband's cheek. "I still think you're wrong, though!"

 

-

 

Here is an enhanced and longer version of the scene:

 

Rachel held her phone close. Sophia already knew who Rachel was going to call. "I'm going to Seoul with Sophia, unnie," she spoke into the device, her gaze meeting Sophia's.

 

Sophia's smiles widened, knowing exactly who was on the other end of the line—Harper. The older girl's soft words filtered through the speaker, filled with warmth and encouragement.

 

"You'll be busy after this, and I'll be missing you a lot. But it's what you choose, so do your best, Rachel," Sophia heard Harper say, her voice laced with a bittersweet note.

 

Rachel's expression faltered, a touch of melancholy creeping into her features. "But you'll be busy working and studying too, right?" She asked, her voice tinged with worry.

 

Harper's melodic and reassuring laughter filled the air. "Yes, so I can have a lot of money to hype you up in the future," she said, adding a playful edge to her tone. "I told you I'd be your number one fan!"

 

Rachel couldn't help but smile at the familiar promise. "I remember, and I'll be working hard to make it come true," she replied, her determination shining through.

 

"You should! Don't make me wait; I'll be rich!" Harper giggled, a hint of mischief in her voice. "I'll be working on a cruise ship the moment I graduate and roaming around the world."

 

Rachel fell silent for a moment, her gaze distant. "Can you come to my concerts or events later?" she asked, her voice laced with a touch of wistfulness.

 

"Don't worry, I will," Harper reassured her, her words soft and unwavering. "All you need to do is make sure everyone loves your voice! I'll be rooting for you, Rach."

 

Rachel's eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I'll be missing you a lot," she murmured, her heart heavy with the bittersweet reality of their impending separation.

 

"Send me a message; I'm just one text away," Harper said, her voice a soothing balm to Rachel's worries.

 

Suddenly, Sophia leaned in closer to the phone, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh my God, you two are talking like a couple already!" she exclaimed, unable to contain her excitement.

 

Harper's laughter echoed through the line, a melodic reminder of her youthful energy. "She's thirteen, Soph!" she chuckled, her words cutting through the playful teasing.

 

Rachel's expression shifted, a hint of sulkiness creeping into her features. "If I'm not thirteen, then can we look like a couple?" She asked, her tone almost petulant.

 

Harper's voice remained light and reassuring. "Focus on your dreams, and we can talk about it later," she said, gently redirecting the conversation.

 

When Sophia talked to Harper, she could sometimes tell that the younger girl was talking about things that were more profound than her years. Her view seemed deeper and more mature than her age, as if she had been through tragedies that most of her friends could barely imagine.

 

Sophia couldn't help but wonder what Harper had been through and what problems she had dealt with that had made her a brilliant individual. As if the young woman had been shaped by the blazes of hardship, she came out stronger and more determined than ever.

 

And in that moment, Sophia realized that Harper's trust in Rachel was not something to be taken lightly. She put her trust in Rachel, like Rachel is the only person in her world, and she trusts her more than her own family.

 

"I'll be damned if these two don't end up married in the future," Sophia murmured under her breath while staring at how cheerful Rachel talked to Harper on the phone.


CREATORS' THOUGHTS
ToriAnne ToriAnne

For older reader; please read back from chapter 1, I add two extra chapters at the beginning. Sorry for the hassle.

We'll finally move on to the adult version of Rachel and Harper! Excited? Add to library!

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