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when my mother was nineteen, her and her best friend vowed to let both of their first born children marry each other, however, both of their first borns were males, so my mother completed the promise using me, the second born child.

"what is his son's name?" i can't help but let the blood boil inside of me, this ridicule infuriating me like crazy.

"jeon jungkook, he's —"

"but wait, what about my boyfriend? i love him!"

"you don't," she says it almost in a laugh. "you're moving to another city nari, you're leaving him."

my mother has not always been the happiest woman after my father had left us for the prettier blonde woman with red lipstick down at the bar, however, when i see her eyes light up every time she talks about my arranged marriage, future and family. i can't help but want to keep that frame embedded on her forever.

— an ; nari is half korean and half italian but yeah doesn't have a dad anymore lol
that's not even funny but lol

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