“The Korean word for dragonfly is ‘jamjali.’ It was my nickname. What he always called me.” “Why?” “Because…because the word for dragonfly is the same as the word for needle.” He swallowed, his Adam’s apple moving thickly. “And he said I always spoke with the intent to pierce. That it was what I was made for. And that was why God made me as pretty and fragile as a dragonfly, yet sharp enough to dart through flesh to the bone.” “Your ex-boyfriend has some fucked ideas of how to compliment someone.”
