This time I answered. Eric sounded irritated."Do you know Tristan?""No.""A guy like him, standing up for a girl he doesn't even know?"Eric scoffed. "Don't think that sweet little voice of yours will work on him too."But three years earlier, Eric had been the one to seek me out.It was Christmas, and every home was lit up as families gathered together.Meanwhile, my father was mercilessly humiliating me for refusing the marriage."Forget what you want. I'm more worried they will reject a pig like you!"I was curled up in the dark, crying, when Eric called me.Given who he was, I picked up. He demanded to know which brother I would choose.I stammered that I didn't want to marry anyone.Suddenly his attitude changed. "Was I too harsh?"Your voice is so sweet. If you cry too much, you'll go hoarse."Back then, he'd been so gentle. Now, on the phone, he sounded like a completely different person.I was quiet for a couple of seconds. "So?"On the other end, he was clearly getting angri
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