Twin Flames
“But you know your aunt and grandma are still mad at you, right? And honestly, I’m not 100% across your decision.”
“Mom, don’t you want me to be happy?”
My mom let out a heavy exhale, “Of course.” She dropped the pruning scissors, placed her hand on her waist, and turned to me, “I have two conditions, though.”
“Fire away…”
“First, you must enlist. And second, get married only after you’re done with the your military service and landed a job.”
“Okay. Call.” That went smoother than I thought.
Time was ticking fast. And since I conformed to my mom, that meant signing up for the army a month from then. So, during that weekend, I buckled my seat and talked it out with Hana.
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