I Was Straight My Whole Life. Then She Came Along.
<p>There she was, her smile glorious like the sun.</p>
<p>And next to her, a man with his arms around her. She’s in a tight-fitting white dress, holding a bouquet of white roses, her favorite. He’s in a white tuxedo.</p>
<p>I scroll to another picture of her on Facebook, then another. My heart drops. Is she married — to a man?</p>
<p>Back when we were together almost a decade ago, she used to defy the institution of marriage — the institution her mom revered. There were many nights when I’d pick up my phone to hear her sobbing and cursing her mom for setting up another arranged marriage.</p>
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