Anita and I met in college. She was bright, warm, and full of hope. When I proposed, my mother objected immediately.
“The girl’s family lives too far away,” she said. “It will be a burden for you both.”
In the end, my mother relented — reluctantly. But her disapproval lingered, surfacing every time I suggested visiting Anita’s parents. There was always an excuse, always some reason to say no.
Still, Anita never complained. She tried — she truly did — to win my mother’s heart. But after our son was born, everything changed.
The Clash of Two Women
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