Killing me softly.

*Flashback*

"I love you but I hate that you're doing this to me."

I say to my fiancé in frustration. I know there's no turning back now but that still won't stop me from being annoyed and complaining about it.

"All you're doing is going to dinner with your future husband's family, I don't get what's so painful about that."

"Oh I don't know, maybe just the simple fact that said family happens to be a bunch of your ex-wives who would rather not have me breathing the same air as them."

I say to him only half joking.

"Babe, they just need to get used to you. And how are they going to do that if they never see you?"

I decide not to respond to that to not ensue another argument. I've been meeting them for quite a while now and they still treat me the same, like I'm an intruder. He knows this but he keeps on defending them. It's getting old and irritating. They are grown-ups and they need to act like it.

I don't tell him all that though. I instead ask him,

"Do they know?"

I'm pretty sure the