I thought they just looked down on Leo because his family was poor, and they wanted to match me with someone of similar status.
Back then, I believed love was all that mattered.
I took the household registration booklet and told my parents Leo and I were already married.
They were so furious they didn't eat for three days, but I was too wrapped up in my happiness with Leo to notice.
Three days later, my parents finally gave in. They called me and said that both families should meet.
I agreed right away.
On the morning of the arranged day, I went to the hotel early to set the lunch menu.
At 11 o'clock, my parents arrived.
Looking at their exhausted faces, I felt a wave of regret. I'd been too reckless.
My mom gently wiped away the tears from the corner of my eye. "It's okay, sweetheart. As long as you're happy, that's what matters."
My dad, standing by her side, spoke seriously, "If Leo ever dares to mistreat you, you must tell us."
I nodded and buried myself in my dad's warm embrace.
We waited and waited, but Leo and his mom didn't show up.