Seeing my attitude, he became somewhat angry. "Navier, I know you resent me for what happened back then. But can you please stop joking about the lives of your loved ones?"
"So many years have passed and you haven't changed your bad temper at all!"
"I've already apologized to you, what more do you want? Why are you so stubborn?"
A fierce argument erupted in the cramped room.
This time, I said nothing and silently pushed open the small door behind me.
The dust from the burnt paper money drifted in the sunlight.
All the questioning came to an abrupt stop.
I lit the cigarette in my hand, leaning against the corner of the table, I smiled and offered that belated blessing. "Congratulations on your wedding."
Had it not been for Dwayne's arrival, I would have nearly forgotten.
Today marked the tenth anniversary of his relationship with Sienna. It also marked the tenth anniversary of my family's destruction.
Ten years ago, he wanted a divorce from me for the sake of his lover, whom he had cherished.
Though I was three months pregnant ....
Though we had spent our years together ....
And though our family's dissuasion and pleas ....