Don't Touch The Bride
The man at the table, despite looking younger than his age, still struck me as painfully old to be marrying someone my age.
"Annyeong, salang," the Korean man greeted me warmly. (Hello dear)
I barely hesitated before replying, "Annyeonghaseyo, seonsaengnim." I bowed slightly again, trying to sound respectful. (Hello, sir)
"Je ireumeun Anthony Han imnida," he introduced himself with a smile, graceful despite the age gap between us. His name sounded familiar, but it didn't click right away. (My name is Anthony Han)
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