There was a girl I knew. Of marriageable age. Her different religion boyfriend of 3 years left her. To marry the person his family had picked out for him.
That's just not done. Not after 3 years. Except it was.
"What can I do about it?" She said. Perfectly composed. And carried on with her work.
She reminds me a little of myself.
Category: Yourself or someone like you
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