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Is Love Enough?
As I gaze down upon this beautiful woman with perfect breasts and gorgeous eyes, I wonder what I did right to have her as my wife. Whatever decision the universe made to align my destiny with hers, I am eternally grateful for it. Anytime I remember the circumstances surrounding our union, I laugh. It’s funny now, a good story even, but it wasn’t then. Everyone frowned upon it; my parents refused to attend the wedding and even disowned me. Out of the fifty guests invited for the wedding, only ten showed up. It was really a struggle, but we stuck to our guns. We love each other; that’s all that matters. Every other person will come around in due time.
Our gist is an interesting one. I’ve known Lily all my life. She is, or should I say was, my mum’s best friend. Weird yeah? I know. I didn’t plan to fall in love with her, not at all. For the longest time, she was a second mother to me. I even called her “Aunty Lily”.
I guess the question going through your mind now is, “How did the motherly love turn to a romantic one?”. It’s not so long a story; I’ll tell you.
Lily — or should I call her Aunty Lily — was my mum’s school daughter and best friend in secondary school. They went to the same university and lived together till my mum got married. She was family. She also got married but got divorced some years later. She tried other relationships after that, but they…
