Celeste's face was drained of all colors when her mother said that word. 'Marriage'. She hadn't thought in a thousand years that this was going to happen anytime soon.
Definitely, she was well aware that once a woman clocks eighteen, she was already ripened for marriage and should get married quickly, and start giving birth.
Once that time elapses, and the woman had yet to get married to a man and start conceiving, people believed that she was cursed.
The age 'eighteen' for a woman was for her marriage.
Celeste just didn't think the final moment had arrived. She dreaded this moment to the core, as she would have loved to enjoy her youthfulness without worrying about any man and her commitment to him or his family.
"Mother..." Celeste trailed off. She couldn't find the perfect word to say.
She shook her head. "No. I'm not doing this" Came out her outright rejection in a bare whisper.
