I met Felix through a blind date. He was sunny, handsome, ambitious, cultured, and had a decent, high-paying job—a perfect match for all my fantasies about a partner.
After we confirmed our relationship, he was even more considerate and tender.
In a society that often promotes fear of marriage and childbirth, I felt so lucky to have found such a wonderful love.
Therefore, I couldn't fathom associating him with the word "demon."
"Hello, baby?"
I shook my head violently, struggling to clear my mind, and replied.
"Yes, I'm here. We'll be there soon. Please drive safely."
Closing the diary, I was filled with doubts as I left with my parents.
Upon meeting, Felix gave me a big hug and tenderly kissed my forehead.
He also showed great respect to my parents, serving them coffee with ease.
My parents couldn't stop smiling at this prospective son-in-law.
At the dinner table, both sets of parents exchanged pleasantries and then discussed the main topic of the day: the dowry and wedding arrangements.
Katie looked at me with a smile and said.