Six Years of Winter
Language: en
On New Year’s Eve, the night I decided to move across the country to Seattle to marry him, my mom was so furious she chased me out of the house with a broom. “That broke kid has nothing! You’ll just suffer if you marry him. If you dare go, you are no longer my daughter!” For six years in Seattle, Liam bore all the hardships alone. With his frostbitten, calloused hands, he built a happy home for us. On New Year’s Eve, I was searching through a batch of dumplings for the marked one, the one containing the custom engagement ring I bought, when I got a call from the police. They said my…