I always knew I would marry someone from that culture, that my parents would have a hand in picking my husband, I just never thought about it. How would I hold up? Would I like him? Could I like him? What if I meet someone would I have the guys to tell my parents? This question I may never really get the answer to... Maybe ignorance truely is bliss. If I go looking for the answer for every one of my desires can I truely be happy with what destiny hands down to me?
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