"Mom!" She felt like crying, but she didn't want to appear too fragile at the wedding, as if she couldn't live without her mother. "No matter where you go, when you come back to the U.S., you must live with me. I don't want you to live alone."
Grace gently patted her daughter's shoulder. "Silly girl, Mom is grown up and knows how to take care of herself." She turned to David, who was chatting with the guests, and waved for him to come over. "David, you must take good care of my precious daughter. She's already suffered so much; you mustn't let her be hurt again."
