teps didn't falter as I walked away

am cone, the girl's face alight with a radiant smile and visible hap

em, my eyes

Archie and

a classic tale of a kn

ses when a customer got handsy. The manager turned a blind eye

bottle over the man's head, Arc

angel, smiling as he reassured

time I felt prote

university and a wealthy heir, while I was just someone

ury my feeling

s wing. No one dared trouble me again, and he eve

and I came from different worlds and our story

one for eight years, enduring endl

y, we ended

s twelve, my father had an affair

e with his mistress, and they divor

s, my mother, in her wedding dress

turned her white g

ore my eyes, a memory

ss, knowing that in Western weddings, whi

dress, I'd know he didn't want

l only be you, " 22-year-old Arc

e's family, I worked harder, opening a small s

ill insignificant-a no

ily, bend his back and plead for thei

ly refused to acknowledge me or allow a wedding

ssolved my thriving studio to

did relations with Archie's family i

reams of her

ght I was finally seeing the l

aited dream was within

n years ago that Archie and

eturned to my o

e that someone would finally acco

ists and turns, here