The Way We Were
Their gazes seemed to bore a hole through my right hand.
"How did you get hurt like this? Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, just… it might look a little bad at the wedding," I said, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
In elite families, appearances mattered greatly, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.
"Your health is what matters. The wedding can be postponed," Hayden said with an indifferent look on his face.
"Sweetheart, you've been through so much…" Dominic looked at me, sighing.
"Don't worry, Dad, Mom. I'll be fine," I replied, touched by the feeling of care and concern that had been absent for a long time.