Eva

I sighed deeply, trying hard to look sincere. "I'm telling you, sis, I've never felt this way about anyone before. Lorenzo and I, we just click. And he didn't want to waste time dating; he wanted to marry me straight away."

"That's not normal, Eva," Thelma raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "What's going on here?"

I shook my head, defensive. "Nothing's going on. We just know what we want. And what we want is each other."

She sighed, frustration etched on her face. I could see that she was not buying it. I just needed to make her accept it.

"Eva, you're not thinking clearly," she spat, a...