“Cancel the wedding; he’s a better fit for me,” Sister said.

Rita informed her sister, "You and he are not a match." "I like him better because he's younger. The wedding ought to be canceled. Daisy occupied a large three-bedroom apartment in a pleasant area of the metropolis. Her grandma left the apartment to her. Daisy did not have any close relatives save for her younger second cousin. But she didn't have a close relationship with Rita. Daisy ended up being 35 and unmarried, but at least she had a house of her own. She studied hard, graduated from a renowned institution, got a well-paying position at a large corporation, and had everything she wanted—except for one thing—because she understood she had to rely on herself. “You need to get married, Daisy,” Rita would say when she occasionally called to check on her. At thirty, her sister already had three children and two divorces under her belt. She lived with her sons in the suburbs on child support, trying to get her life together, but things never seemed to go her way. “Yes, I do, but there’s no one around…” Daisy would reply. She preferred to focus on her work, leaving her with barely any free time. But one day, life threw her a surprise in the form of a new upstairs neighbor. They met when Daisy accidentally dinged his car in the parking lot… and sparks flew. William was five years younger than Daisy, but the age difference didn’t bother the smitten couple. Daisy was a principled woman and didn’t want to live together before marriage, so after two months of dating, William gave her a ring. Instead of a traditional wedding dress, Daisy bought a white suit, and instead of a big reception, they decided on a honeymoon getaway. Everything was going smoothly… until Rita intervened with a call one week before the wedding. “Hey, sis… can we stay at your place for a bit? Renting is expensive, and we’re out of money. It’s urgent.” “What happened?” “I need an urgent and costly operation. I’ll explain everything,” she said, adding an air of mystery. “Well, if it’s serious… come over,” Daisy agreed reluctantly, knowing how hard it is to have no one to turn to. Rita showed up the next day with suitcases and her three kids of various ages. Daisy wasn’t fond of children; she could tolerate one, but three constant whiners were too much… “Let’s sort out how long you plan to stay,” Daisy said while taking her eyeliner back from the youngest, who had started scribbling on the wall. “I’m not sure… are we a burden to you?” Rita pouted. “Sorry… we should’ve stayed at a hostel. Couldn’t afford a hotel. No money, plus doctors, tests…” “I’m sorry. You’re not a burden, of course. What’s wrong with you?” Daisy blushed, feeling guilty for not being more hospitable. After all, they were family. “Well… it’s complicated…” Rita dodged. “Something with my eyes.” “What about them?” Daisy was used to seeing her sister in glasses but never imagined it might be serious. “Don’t worry about it. It’s my problem. Tell me about yourself. How’s everything?” “I’m getting married,” Daisy announced proudly. “And you didn’t say anything?!” “We decided not to celebrate.” “How could you? With all your money, not have a wedding?” “Rita…” “Sorry, I keep poking my nose in where it doesn’t belong,” Rita bit her tongue. “What’s he like? Will you introduce us?” “Actually, he lives nearby and was planning to come over for tea.” “Great! Set the table, and I’ll go wash my hair. That train ride left me sweaty.” “Towel’s in the bathroom.” “Thanks. I won’t take long. Watch the kids, okay?” Daisy frowned. She had planned to bake a chocolate cake that William loved, not mind three kids. Rita disappeared, and Daisy, seeing the kids quietly playing with toy cars, grabbed the flour and eggs… and started baking. The kids’ playtime didn’t last. Baking didn’t go as planned. One spilled the flour, another snatched the chocolate meant for the cake, smearing it on himself and the walls. The third quietly shredded leaves from her favorite plant and scattered soil everywhere. “Rita! Your kids…” Daisy started, entering the bathroom to hand the trio back to their mother. But she didn’t hear. Eyes closed, headphones on, she lounged in the bath instead of quickly showering. “Rita!” “What’s all the yelling for? Is something wrong?” “Yeah… you’ve been soaking for over an hour. I need to get ready, and I’m covered in chocolate and flour. The kitchen’s a mess! I don’t know where to start!” “It’s not my fault you can’t handle kids,” Rita shrugged. At that moment, the bell rang. Daisy had to welcome her fiancé in a soiled apron. “Hey there,” William noted her appearance. “What happened to you?” “My sister’s arrived. Not at the best time.” “Got it. Should I leave?” “No, please don’t. We’re almost family,” Daisy smiled, taking the cake he’d brought. Thankfully, William didn’t come empty-handed. “If I’m not in the way, then alright.” William was a good guy. He helped Daisy tidy up the kitchen and even got on well with Rita’s kids. Meanwhile, Rita still hadn’t left the bathroom… “Where’s your sister?” “Getting washed off from the kids,” Daisy joked. At that moment, Rita appeared in the kitchen wearing just a towel. “Hello… William,” she said, striking a flattering pose. Daisy was taken aback by her sister’s behavior. Why did she come into the kitchen half-dressed? “Evening,” he smiled back. “My favorite cake!” unabashed, she swiped off some icing with her finger and licked it, leaving Daisy speechless. “Rita, we’re having tea. Care to join us? But not in a towel.” “Take it off?” she smirked, dismissing Daisy. William was as surprised but pretended not to notice her antics. Daisy mistook his silence for interest and felt hurt. They drank tea in silence. Rita acted oddly while Daisy kept an eye on the kids to prevent any damage. “Thanks, I’ll head off,” William said as things got tense. “Why leave? There’s enough space for everyone,” Rita suggested. “William and I have different arrangements,” Daisy cut in. “Ha! That’s silly! Nobody does that anymore. Don’t worry, I’ll teach you how to handle men before the wedding,” taunted Rita. “Goodbye, it was nice meeting you,” William paled. “Likewise! See you!” Rita called after him. Daisy didn’t speak to her the rest of the night. “You know, you and he aren’t a pair,” Rita declared the next day. “Oh? Why’s that?” “He’s young, and you’re not as young anymore.” “The age gap isn’t significant.” “But noticeable.” “So, what are you implying?” “Well… he suits me better.” “Really?” “He hit it off with the boys instantly. And he gave me a look… he wanted to stay!” “Not with us. With me!” Daisy snapped, staring at her annoyance. “Alright, alright! I was joking. Testing you.” “What about your operation?” Daisy shifted the topic. “It’s tomorrow. Off to see the doctor now. Can you watch the kids?” “I’m working.” “But you’re the boss!” “And?” “You’re your own boss. Take a day off.” Rita looked at Daisy as if she didn’t see the fuss. “Plus, I’ll need rest after the operation. You’d need to manage everything for them.” Daisy’s response took Rita by surprise.