When Fannie and her parents arrived, Jett and his parents greeted them warmly, under the impression that todayâs visit was about formalizing wedding plans. Fannieâs parents, unsure how to broach the subject, opted to smile politely, all the while keeping a close eye on Fannieâs expression for cues.
Fannie decided there was no point in delaying the inevitable. As both families gathered in the living room, she took a deep breath, steadying herself before speaking. âMr. Lee, Mrs. Lee, my parents and I came here today because thereâs something important I need to share with you.â
The meeting was supposed to discuss marriage plans, and both families were beaming with anticipation as they waited for Fannie to continue. But as Jett studied her expression, a sense of unease crept over him. Fannieâs demeanor was far from joyful, and her parents wore troubled looks that only deepened his suspicions. His gut twisted, just as Fannieâs next words confirmed his fears.
âAfter spending time with Jett, Iâve come to realize that weâre not right for each other.â
Her statement hit the room like a thunderclap, instantly freezing the atmosphere.
Jett shot to his feet, his voice strained. âFifi!â
Ignoring his outburst, Fannie pressed on. âWhen we started dating, both our families were so supportive. I owe you an explanation now that Iâve decided to end things. I will not be with Jett anymore. We can remain friends, but thatâs as far as it will go.â
While Fannieâs parents were already aware of her decision, Jettâs family was blindsided. His parents exchanged confused glances, convinced this had to be some sort of joke.
Jett, however, knew better. He caught the icy resolve in her gazeâa rejection that was as clear as day.
âWhy?â he asked, his voice faltering. âWe were fine just yesterday.â
Fannieâs eyes finally met his, unwavering and cold. âWhy? Donât you already know the answer?â
Jettâs breath hitched, her words leaving him stunned and speechless.
His mother asked, âWhat happened? Jett, did you hurt Fannie?â
âNo, he didnât hurt me.â Fannie wasnât trying to shield Jett; she wanted to use this moment to ensure he wouldnât pressure her through their parents.
âYou knew all along?â
All four parents began talking over each other, desperately trying to salvage the relationship between their families. But Jett heard none of it. His focus remained locked on Fannie, his expression that of a man who had just been struck hard.
He took a hesitant step forward, his voice breaking slightly. âFifi, can we talk? Just the two of us? There has to be some misunderstanding.â
Fannieâs first instinct was to refuse, but then she thought better of it. Maybe it was time to lay everything out clearly.
They stepped outside, away from the prying eyes of their families. Jett stood awkwardly, his shoulders hunched, unable to meet her gaze.
âFifi, Iââ
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