I scrambled to pick the plates I had carelessly thrown down, tears pricking my eyes.
No.
My parents, my heroes, my idols could not betroth me.
And it all made perfect sense no matter how much I tried to throw the idea out of my head.
The dinner where they set guide lines and rules, the over exacted rule that states we are not supposed to display public affection.
It all made sense.
When they told me that I should not focus on boys because they didn’t matter.
Of course they wouldn’t matter because I wasn’t getting married now!
Who was he?
How dare they do this to me?
Promise me to another man?
That’s wasn’t Jordan?
I loved my parents and I’ve been letting them control my life but this, this was too much.
Bitterness and anger gnawed in me and tears rolled down my eyes.
I couldn
