Dear Harry,

My mom came up to talk to me today. She said that maybe I should think about settling down, have a husband. I told her I would think about it, making my mom smile and kiss me on the forehead.

Remember when we had sex ed in our school?

The teacher had come from another organisation, hoping to make us all understand how our reproductive systems work. Boys, being the immature species that they are, were causing the teacher to become all the more frustrated but I liked her persistence. In the end, I had come to a conclusion.

Don't even try to have sex before marriage.

Naturally, when I had told you this, you had made fun of me, telling me that I would always remain a virgin forever. Because, no one would marry me.

After I had complained to Krunal, you had apologised, albeit grumbling.

"I thought that you had understood it was a joke!" He had said, humorously.

"I'm very sensitive, okay?!" I had shouted back.

"Aare, you'll be the first one to get married, okay?" You had put an arm around me, consoling me.

"Thanks." I sniffled, putting my head on your shoulder.

Kind of funny, isn't it? You were right, as usual.

You'll always be my best friend.

Love,
Mona.