Catherine~
“Please wear the yellow dress dad bought you. And please don’t be late, I don’t want to be embarrassed in front of my in-laws.”
My precious daughter said before cutting the call. She has invited me and Aria for lunch at her home. I swear, when she called a few minutes ago, I thought she would be coming back here.
And my heart almost stopped at the thought. I know she thinks I hate her, but how can I hate my own blood, my soul who made me mama for the first time?
I am just scared for her. I fear what her future will be, because I am not going to live forever.
She lacks patience. She lacks stability. Yes, I didn’t want her to open a café because I have seen poverty in my life, and I know only a real job can bring stability.
And now, with her immaturity, I fear if her husband
