Ophelia's face turned red.
"Are you really siding with an outsider against your own sister?"
Jay glared at her. "She's not an outsider. She's my future wife."
Ophelia's hands shook with rage. She spat out,
"Whatever you think, give up now. Our parents already arranged a marriage for you. The girl is bringing one thousand kilograms of rice as dowry. She'll even provide meals for years. Forget this engagement with Ember. Ember, you should be smart enough to know your place, too."
Ember's whole body trembled.
Her heart pounded so loud it felt like everyone could hear it.
'One thousand kilograms of rice…'
She knew how tempting such a dowry was. In times like these, when people were starving, rice was equal to a 24-carat diamond ring.
And someone was ready to give 1000 of it! Just as a dowry!
'How can I even compare to something like that? I have nothing to offer him. What if Jay is tempted? What if he leaves me?'
She knew Jay was handsome. Too handsome.
