Four years ago, I came to a small town in southern Italy to start a small cooking business and look for a house to buy for myself.
I never came looking for my “prince charming.” Of course, my mother saw it differently. She had also planned to get a house, but for herself and my father.
I told her it was not necessary, as they could just stay with me. My mother figured I would want to get married at some point.
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