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hings. She didn't want me to carry all my loads, reminding me that the Briggs family was wealth

s exhausted. She stretched and yawned and told me, "I have to go

to my father again about this?" I asked my mother. I am looking at her f

his again. Not to worry, when you get there to the city, I will be calling you from time to tim

to the city. It has always been my dream to marry a handsome man

m, and I haven't seen him before. If he truly wants me, he should have bee

to him and not discard your home training. I know that the first year of marriage isn't easy, with you adjusting to your new home and your husband's way of life. As you know, he grew up in the ci

ivalent to nymphs, as in. I was there, and the way they gawked at me was as if they wanted to eat me

ld have told him about you. He's your husband, and you shouldn't worry much. Now come and go to bed and get a good sleep. Y

m and thought my mother had returned to her room, but she was still there

t of my parents' home the following day. I would be going to a man's house who I haven't met before. I know nothing about

w a man. A tall man. I couldn't see his face, but he was tall and attractive, and h

t his face, I couldn't see his face and know if he was my husband. The n

" My mother walked up to pull my room curtains open, and

nd greeted her, "G

oon be here; let me go and prepare your breakfast," my mother told me as she

throom and stepped out, only to find that my two big boxes of clothes were already out o

heads turning at her to stare at her for a second time. I think that was what my mother had used to win my father

fer wearing off-baggy dresses to hide all my curves and shapes.

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