“C’mon, Daianara!” My mother’s brow wrinkled from the screen of my laptop as we were talking via video call. “When are you coming in here?” I moved my swivel chair slowly while my pen was placed under my chin, thinking, while looking at my mother’s irritated face. She’s beautiful, especially when she's frustrated at me. So, sometimes or most of the time, I liked seeing her frustrated. Kidding aside, she’s been throwing that question to me for ages.  “Mom,” I started again. I know where this is going. I need to explain for the nth time the reason why I haven’t migrated to Spain with them.  My family has been living in Spain since I was

"So, what makes you agree with your mother?" Seby asked me while we were eating. He was doing most of the slicing of my food considering I cannot see what's in front of me. While I made the effort to catch the food with my mouth."Does it mean you are ready to get married?""Are you ready to get married?" I replied back. "Why did you agree to this when it seems like you can easily get girls?""Oh..." I heard he suddenly stopped eating and I could sense his stare on me. "Does that mean I can easily get you to marry me?"I laughed a little. "Unfortunately, I am a woman and not a girl. And, it would take a lot of effort to make this woman fall for you.""Now, you are making me curious." He chuckled, sounded so right in my ears. "Tell me, what should I do to make you fall in love with me?""For starters, I might need to remove my blindfold to see how handsome you are then I'll consider after." I replied back."You're quite after the looks, huh." He acted offended, but it seems like he's