I looked at the photos, at David smiling happily while shopping for baby supplies with Edith in a maternity store. He looked every bit the excited new father. I couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
"The project my senior colleague invited me to collaborate on, I had been hesitating about it," I said calmly. "But just the other day, I gave her my answer—I’m willing to cooperate with her."
My senior colleague was two years older than me. She was a staunch anti-marriage advocate.
Her career revolved around promoting women’s freedom and independence and she organized a national exhibition on the theme. I had hesitated for a long time because I wanted a child, but now, there was nothing left to consider.
When my best friend heard me, she looked relieved.
"Rose, I’m so glad you’ve thought it through. We women should never let some little man make us cry—it’s just not worth it."
She added, "When your exhibition starts, I’ll definitely be there, cheering you on at every event!"