I looked up to see Aunt Trina standing there with a confused expression. I questioned her, "Auntie, are you alright?" as my eyes reflected my anxiety and sadness.
She said, "I was only nervous when I heard you were here," with a delicate grin and nod.
My heart began to shake violently. This was difficult for me because of them.
First, why did I ever consent to a shotgun wedding, I can't bear to leave with my auntie while she's like this. Gavin would most likely not let us to reside here, too.
I sighed as I cast a worried glance towards Gavin. He walked over and took a seat next to me, so it seemed he understood my predicament.
"My husband Gavin is here, auntie. And Gavin, here is Auntie Trina, the younger sister of my father."
I introduced them to one another and breath
