Riley's scheming left me in a foul mood for several days. I wanted to go out with my best friend, have some fun, and clear my head.
My husband had passed away many years ago due to illness.
For years, I had been both mother and father, raising the two kids on my own. I had worked hard to see them establish their own families and careers.
For over a decade, I had been so busy that I never had the chance to go out and see the world.
Now that I was retired, I finally had a chance to relax, but I never expected to be caught up in such frustrating matters.
When Hassan wanted to marry Riley back then, I was initially against it.
It wasn't that I disliked Riley; it was her complicated family background that concerned me.
Her parents were notorious troublemakers in the local area, and her brother had been a delinquent since childhood, running with a bad crowd and achieving nothing in life.
And didn't even get me started on Riley's mother. Just thinking about her made my blood boil.
In the past couple of years, who knew what had gotten into her? She had been making all sorts of suggestions, subtly and openly, about introducing me to potential couples.