In a relationship, it doesnt involve just both parties falling in love with each other. It also concerns families from both sides. You know, sometimes I just loathe the pretence I had to put up in order to get into your mum's good books. The hypocrisy is always making me uncomfortable, akin to not allowing me to be myself. I laugh alot, so much so that I know it disturbs your mum sometimes. Sigh, and I'm aware that I'm not a good cook, or you can say that I dont even cook at all. I'm not in the least virtue and we can foresee that I wont do the cooking in the future after we're married. No one wants a prospective daughter-in-law to be behaving this way and I know your mum wants me to do the cooking for you. I hate cooking and I know I just abhor it to the core that I know I wont wanna lift a finger on cutting the veggies, frying eggs on the splattering oil and stuff. You made me questioned myself today if I am really the one for you. Sigh. Childish it may seemed, I just don't want to change myself. Baby, am I really the one for you?