"What!!?" Monalisa could not help but spit the coffee she was drinking after hearing her best friend's story about what transpired between her and her boss and how the two of them are now in a relationship. It had only been three months since Amya told her that she got her dream job as the personal assistant of the president of Perrington Media Expo Company, and now she was already in a relationship with the boss. It was unbelievable, totally unbelievable.
"Eww, seriously Mona! Did you have to spit the coffee all over the table! That's disgusting," exclaimed Amya while wiping some of the spitted coffee from her side of the table.
"Well, how did you expect me to react after hearing what you just said, Amy! If I didn't spit the coffee, it would have choked me to death due to shock because of the story you just told me! I mean, seriously Amy, you are telling me that you are in a love relationship with your boss! Your boss, Amy, and not some random cheesy guy who also works at the company but your boss! Wow, this is serious Amy, and not to mention that the two of you barely know each other. I mean, you have only been working together for like three months, and now you are already lovers. This is kind of too much, don't you think?" exclaimed Monalisa.
"I understand, but please don't get me wrong, Mona. I know that my relationship with David is a bit rushed, but I love him, Mona, I really do. David is the only man that makes me feel like I am worth something and that I am more than capable of handling my own life and situations without someone else controlling me or being an obstacle in the way to achieving my dreams and passions. David has helped me overcome a lot in my life these past few months, and I don't regret it at all that I fell in love with him. He is a great guy, a gentleman, a kind, strong, and generous person. He also likes to spread the message of peace to the world, and to me, he is like the perfect man that I ever wanted," said Amya in an ecstatic tone.
Monalisa sighed, her expression softening. "I understand you, Amy. I know that living under your mom's overpowering control really made you feel like you are not capable of taking control of your life and making decisions on your own. But are you really sure about this? Amy, you are my best friend. We've known each other since kindergarten school, and with all this time that I have spent with you, as your best friend I can clearly tell that you are rushing. David may not be like... you know who... but still, I think you should take some time to think it over. Besides, this is David Perrington, one of the world's richest tycoon bachelors. He is not some average guy, Amy. He is super rich and, also not to mention, he is from a powerful aristocratic family. So practically things are not going to be easy for you, and I am worried about you," said Monalisa while holding Amya's hands.
"Don't worry about me, Mona. I am going to be alright. David told me that his family is not all that bad, and they don't care about all those family melancholic dramas of rejecting me because of my background status or being not good enough for David. So don't worry, I am going to be fine. But what I truly want right now is my best friend's support. Your support, Mona, will mean the world to me. So please don't worry about me but just support me," said Amya in a reassuring tone.
With a heavy sigh, Monalisa finally relented and decided to support her dear friend. "OK Amy, I will support you. But if David does some funny business or hurts you in any way, I swear that I won't spare him in any way. You are my delicate flower, so if anything happens to you, there will be hell to pay. I swear!" replied Monalisa.
"OK! OK! I get it. Thank you, my friend. Thank you so much for agreeing to support me," said Amya while enveloping Monalisa in a hug.
"You know you can count on me anytime, girlfriend. I will always be there for you. But... you should know... there is still one more person you need to face. And trust me, she is not going to be happy about this," said Monalisa. On hearing Monalisa mention about facing her mother and informing her about her relationship with David, Amya's heart dropped into her stomach, and she froze.
Will her mother accept this, or is there going to be a war? What will she think about her because of her rushed decision?
The thoughts of her mother's reaction plagued Amya's mind, and she found it difficult to focus on anything else. The anxiety gnawed at her, making her second guess her decisions. She had always lived under her mother's shadow, and now she was stepping into uncharted territory.
Monalisa noticed the worry etched on Amya's face. "Amy, listen. You can't let your mother dictate every aspect of your life. You deserve to be happy, and if David makes you happy, then you should be with him. But you do need to talk to your mom, sooner rather than later."
Amya nodded slowly, realizing that Monalisa was right. "I know, Mona. It's just... my mom can be so overpowering. She has such strong opinions about everything, and she's always been protective to the point of suffocation. I don't know how she'll react."
Monalisa squeezed her friend's hand. "You'll never know until you try. And I'll be here for you, no matter what."
Later that evening, Amya sat in her room, staring at her phone, contemplating whether to call her mother or wait until she saw her in person. The knot in her stomach tightened as she imagined the conversation.
She played out various scenarios in her mind. What if her mother reacted with anger? What if she tried to control her decision, just as she had done in the past? But what if, by some miracle, she understood and supported Amya's choice?
The weight of the decision bore down on her. She knew she couldn't avoid it forever, but the fear of her mother's reaction kept her frozen in place. She wanted to be honest with her mother, to share her happiness with her, but the thought of the potential confrontation was paralyzing.
Amya took a deep breath and picked up her phone, her fingers hovering over her mother's contact. She hesitated, her mind racing with doubts and fears. She couldn't bring herself to make the call.
With a frustrated sigh, she put the phone down and buried her face in her hands. She needed more time to think, to gather the courage to face her mother. She hoped that when the time came, she would find the strength to stand up for her happiness.
For now, she would take it one step at a time, knowing that the decision loomed over her, unresolved and waiting.