As I arrived home, dad called me to eat with the family on the dining table since it was already dinner time too.
"Don't forget tomorrow, okay?" he asked.
He reminded us about the family dinner with a friend.
"Yes dad," my sister and I said.
"Should we bring something?" mom asked.
"No, it's okay. We can pay for dinner, hon." Dad caressed her cheek.
Ew?!
I went back to my room.
"Are you going tomorrow?” My sister suddenly came in and asked.
"Yeah? As if I have a choice," I said.
"Then don't go."
"What?" I asked confusedly.
"You have a choice and it’s not to go."
"Why? So that dad can scold me and he would let me be like you?" I asked sarcastically.
"Are you talking about the marriage again?!" she asked angrily.
"I'm just asking why you're suggesting me not to go."
She did
