DAHILA
"Mom, what sort of complaint is that?" I asked as I tried to explain myself to my parents, "Mom..."
"How could you make your husband worry about you. He had to come all the way here because of you. Can you imagine how hard it must've been for him."
It wasn't hard for him! He's always looking for an opportunity to ruin my mood. To make me angry because I don't see why he will come over here to spew nonsense forgetting that he brought in a woman into our house yesterday!!
"Mom, you need to listen. I wear my wedding..."
"You seem to forget what the Scotts have done to us Dahila." My father interrupted, "Do you know that the survival of my small company which I just started is because of them! Guess who willed half her wealth to you?"
And there will be a constant reminder of this, isn't it? "Father,"
"You need to go home to your husband and apologize for being a nuisance."