Living with her grandmother, her tastes in men were different from the other young girls, the things she wanted she knew a boy her age wouldn’t be able to give her. She wanted a strong man who was happiest when he worked all day. She wanted a man who would come home every evening and greet her while she finished cooking in the kitchen where she was barefoot and pregnant. She wanted to take off his shoes and massage his feet and shoulders and at night she’d take care of her husband in ways that only a wife could.

Gwiboon knew this was such an old way of thinking, most girls would outrage at the idea of being in a such a submissive position in this day and age, but to her, it was all she ever wanted. To be a housewife and mother. Of course she wanted to go to college too, get a degree, but she knew she definitely wanted to be a housewife. And she knew exactly who she wanted.