“If your reason why you wouldn’t want to marry me is because you think I’m inlove with a gay, put your mind at rest because I will marry you.”

Holy ! She spoke without a pause.

My jaw dropped.

Our parents were just looking at us talking. I mean, debating.

“I don’t want to marry someone who can exchange me with a gay.” Sandara Park! Don’t allow her to step on your pride and make you eat your own stories!

“That is very conclusive of you Sandara. But let me prove you otherwise by marrying me.”

Wait!

I am so overwhelmed with what is happening.

Just earlier I am the one controlling the situation here!

“What do you think Uncle? Auntie?” she asked my parents.

“No way! That is so unfair!” I exclaimed.

“Angel, isn’t that what you really wanted? You even got mad when she Sky backed out.” My mom added.

Damn it. Does my mother really need to say that? She’s so supportive to her daughter. That was another way of saying I am excited for the wedding.

“B-but…Mommy…that was before.” When I still don’t know her! But now that I know, “…let me think about it.”

“If you do not want to marry me, then take back what you said. But if you still wanted to stand by your statement, let us get married and we’ll see if who’s right between us.”

So it’s her words against mine.

Aaiiish!