Tummy sucked in, I held my breath as I pulled my Cheongsam up to clothe myself. With a few grunts and jumps while it was going up my hips, I managed. I knew I could still fit it..
I served her tea and some tarts, all the while noticing her eyes study me. She picked up a tart and popped it into her mouth. The mole next to her lips bopped up and down as she chewed. “It’s a good thing you came to me. If you’ve waited any longer, your eggs would have turned to rocks,” she laughed dryly and smacked her lips together. I decided I didn’t like her and her mole.
All my anger melted away slowly like butter in a pan. I looked back at Miss Cupid and she had already reach for her bag to take out her iPad to show my mother my potential bridegrooms. “She’s a little rough around the edges but I think I can match her up with a good one. What about this one?” My mother’s eyes lit up as she browsed through so, so many pictures of men.
Patiently I sat with my hands placed together on my lap, my smile pursed but noticeable and my posture straight with my legs close together, while my mother made her pick.