Thirteen

Jade's POV 

When I think of the perfect marriage or the perfect love story, I think of my parents. How possible is it for couples to still look at each other with awe and love even after almost 24 years of marriage. I mean how many new couples these days even call themselves endearment like sweetheart, honey, Darling and Co. I can't keep gushing over my parent's love. I just can't wait to grow up and fall in love but love comes with a lot of responsibilities. Zee will shake her head at our parents and say 

'See these old people acting all lovey dovey oo. May God save my innocent eyes oo.' 

And I'll shake my head at her and laugh. It was love, what my parents shared and I believed it. But what birth the other? Is it love or is it Responsibility? 

Zee attended the wedding Dad had prohibited her from attending. I knew this because she told me and she swore me to secrecy