I spent the rest of my days sulking and withdrawing myself away from my family except my siblings. People always say, never stop loving your parents because they know what is best for you but I on the other hand am scared to think my parents indeed loved me. Despite the fact that they are stuck with no way out, they should at least have consulted me. At least sat me down and straightened things out but they did not.
I shifted on the bed, my mind far off in thought. For the first time, I delved into my perception of my future husband. At the sound of it, it didn't sound far any longer as I long imagined it to be. In fact, we were getting hitched in no less than two weeks.
Out of impulse, I fisted my palm beneath my cheek in extreme annoyance. Imagine getting married but not to who you k
