And you let him go.
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Because love comes slow, and it goes so fast.
Foreword
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I didn’t think arranged marriages still existed. They were traditional, unconventional – old. I braced myself for the inevitable meeting, fiddling with my cuff links and then my thin black tie; and I had repeatedly comforted myself that at least my parents respected my preference. I imagined having to tie the knot with a woman was significantly harder, and I wanted things easy. I always did.
The whole venue was reserved just for our meeting, and you could imagine how nervous I was at the impending awkwardness. I didn’t let it show on my face, as always; I was the type that hid my emotions well – but when I saw how you looked like, my fake indifference wanted to crumble at your feet. Maybe I thought my mother was overreacting with all her gushing on how you looked like such the gentleman and sohandsome to an extent that even how you smell was nice, and the incoming CEO of Kim Industries could be no less.
I found myself conceding.
You were wearing a gray three-piece cut suit, an expensive watch, polished shoes and your tousled blond hair. What hit me was that your lips were pressed into a thin line, and it had me swallowing. You didn’t look pleased at all, but I was determined to sway you and your judgment.
It’s only once that you can get married, after all.
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