Dropped from Heaven
I gave up a vast fortune to be with my boyfriend Terrence.
In our poorest days, we didn't even have a single grain of rice at home.
Terrence went out to fight in underground rings, never surrendering once even when he was beaten black and blue.
With his blood and sweat, he paved the path to our future brick by brick.
In the present, his name was uttered with an undeniable tone of respect, while I was known far and wide as his missus, the woman he treasured above anyone or anything.
One year, when I left the country because of a family emergency, I learned that he even started seeing a therapist due to separation anxiety. Everyone said that Terrence loved me more than life itself, and I