Cassie
I was feeling increasingly distressed, and I couldn't help but let my worries surface. "Dad, if John doesn't marry me, people who knew about our relationship will laugh at me. I'll become a laughing stock," I admitted, my voice shaking. The weight of the situation hung heavy on my shoulders, and I feared the consequences of a potential breakup with John.
George, my father, looked at me with a reassuring gaze and held my hand. His eyes conveyed both determination and a father's unwavering love. "Cassie, don't worry. I promise you, I'll make sure John marries you. If I have to, I'll even have a stern talk with him. Your happiness is our top priority." His resolute tone and his determination to protect my happiness brought tears of gratitude to my eyes.
My mother, Carmina, chimed in
