I let out a sigh, went to the school to secure my recommendation for direct admission, then headed home. 

Sebastian’s parents had already prepared a table full of food. When June Tucker, Sebastian’s mother, saw me walk in, she happily grabbed my hands. 

“Sia, you’re back already? Got your marriage certificate that fast? Where’s Sebastian? Why didn’t he come home with you?” 

“He had some work come up at the office, Mrs. Pena. He had to go take care of it,” I answered. 

She frowned, clearly displeased. “That boy, today’s such an important day, and he still can’t put work aside.” 

Sebastian’s father, Callum Pena, just laughed. “Being career-focused isn’t a bad thing. They’re married now anyway. A family dinner can happen any time.” 

June muttered under her breath, obviously unhappy. 

Watching this warm, familiar scene unfold in front of me, my eyes stung with emotion. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Pena, Sebastian and I didn’t get the certificate. I’ve completed my paperwork for studying abroad. I’m planning to leave in a few days,” I said. 

June looked stunned. 

“What do you mean you didn’t get the certificate? Did Sebastian bully you? He’s all talk, but deep down, he cares about you a lot, you know. 

“We’ve seen how you stayed by his side, studying psychology all on your own just to help him through his hard times. Your feelings for him were always real. 

“You two love each other. Of course, you should be together! Besides, you know better than anyone that Gillian is no good. We can’t just sit back and let her get her way!” 

Callum quickly chimed in, “Sebastian’s just stubborn. Once you marry him, he’ll come around eventually.” 

Their words sounded all too familiar. They had said the same things once before. 

But in the end, forcing things only led to regret for all of us.