Someone told me that a marriage that is exchanged for money is risky.
I smiled, not wanting to give any comment.
Someone warned me that you lose your dignity for this kind of marriage.
I smiled, because I can’t be bothered.
Someone wished me all the best, saying that there will still be true love in my marriage.
I smiled, turned my back and walked away.
This is a marriage that is like a transaction. We are just making use of one another to get the most out of this marriage even though I have only met him once.
I want to write this story down, to use words to remind myself that no matter whether this is wrong or right, this is my decision. I have to persist and move on.
Perhaps, what I have been waiting for or what has been waiting for me, will come in the end.