The Borders of Love
When my husband returned home to visit his parents, I noticed that he forgot to bring back the specialties he had bought.
I ran after him, only to find him getting out of a car in a suit.
His childhood friend stepped forward to welcome him.
They held hands and smiled as they looked into each other’s eyes. They looked like a happy, newlywed couple.
Only when my husband saw me standing not too far away did he hurriedly distance himself from his childhood friend.
“Her mother’s critically ill, and her mother’s only wish is to see her get married. I’m just helping her.”
I simply smiled. I pushed him right back to his childhood friend’s side and started cheering with everyone else.
“When’s the baby coming?! I’ll be sure to wrap a nice gift!”