Changing first person perspective about finding an interesting way to cope with an arranged marriage
Duty. That's what they told me it was. Duty to my family. Duty to my clan. Duty to the business. It didn't matter that that wasn't what I wanted. It was what I had to do. After all, it was only five years of my life. That is all they would ask of me. Just five years and, hopefully, a child or two. An arranged marriage seemed so outdated and somehow wrong , but, deep down inside, I knew...Read On
Added: 09 Dec 2010 | Category: Love Stories |
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