FORCED MARRIAGE
He instantly becomes tense, and his body starts to tremble.
"No!! No!! He chanted, trembling. I quickly pulled him in my embrace, and my tears streamed down my face.
"Shhh!!! Don't cry. I won't ask anymore. I'll cut your hair first, okay?" I whispered, rubbing his back. Slowly, he calmed down, and finally, he stopped crying. I dried his face with a smile on my face.
"There, you look handsome, smiling. When you cry, you look ugly."
"Yah! Who looks handsome when crying?" He snarled.