We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Rachel showed evident disdain for her past lover.

Elisa brushed her hair back to collect herself.

She knew Rachel meant well, but her father probably told her to say that.

Rachel sneered, “You have such a twisted sense about men. Guard your heart, Elisa Benett.”

She looked over to the woman who was lost deep in her thoughts.

Rachel declared, “Men are such dogs.” She lit her cigarette, “Why not we make a pact? If we don’t get married by our forties, let’s get married and adopt some youngins. At least we’ll be happy in our retirement.”

Elisa chuckled, “You and your stupid ideas. I love it.”

“Why did you agree to that quickly? Hah.” Rachel brushed away the cigarette ash, “There’s still hope for you yet, but me? I want to enjoy my life. Maybe hook up with as many hotties as I can before that happens.”

“Since when were you such a tramp,” she smiled.

fun,” Rachel snickered. “although I haven’t had that kind of thing with a man, I’ve seen my

Twitter with a childish

…

Linda.

set aside everything and is wholly devoted to her

daughter visibly lost weight even though she’s been coerced to eat

bowl of porridge in her hand. She muttered in distress, “Linda, honey, eat something.

a spoon by her lips, Linda turned

Rose sighed, “Linda…”

it all right!

consoled, “All right, all right, let’s skip that.” She sat beside her

away and covered

muffled voice, “I want to be alone.

Her mother grew silent.

sighed and