But as I looked at their smiles, I couldn't shake off a feeling of something being off.
Katie said again.
"We hope to set the wedding date soon. They're not getting any younger, so how about we set it for the 16th of next month? I consulted a fortune teller, and it's an auspicious day."
I had been dating Felix for a year, and I thought I knew everything about him.
However, all I knew about him was what he had told me; I had never verified it.
Although the timing was a bit rushed, after a brief discussion with my parents, they readily agreed.
"Then it's settled," said Katie, beaming with joy.
Laughter filled the room, but I remained silent, my head bowed, feeling conflicted.
Felix took my hand and squeezed it gently.
"Baby, what's wrong with you today? You seem distracted. Are you feeling unwell?"
"Oh, no, it's nothing. It's just... so sudden."
Felix looked pleased.
"Baby, we're about to become a real family. I'm truly happy and blessed."
Before unraveling my doubts, I didn't want to rush into marriage like this.
But faced with Felix's expectant gaze, I mustered up the courage and stood up resolutely.
"I want to postpone the wedding for now."
Felix furrowed his brow, and Katie's smile faded.
She quickly said, "Katrina, have we done something wrong? Today was meant to discuss your wedding. If there's an issue, please tell us. We'll do our best to accommodate you."
Felix pulled me back to my seat and patted my hand to reassure me.
"Baby, do you have any worries or concerns? Let's talk about it. We'll face it together and find a solution."
At this point, anyone with a bit of maturity wouldn't refuse.
My parents also looked at me with confusion.
After all, I often spoke in front of them about how good Felix was to me and how he had planned our life after marriage.
My mom often teased me about being a woman who dreaded marriage, fearing that I would forget my parents after getting a husband.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on me.
And I felt extremely uncomfortable.
Canceling the wedding because of a diary entry seemed absurd.
But what if it was true?
I had kept the news of my pregnancy to myself and softly said.
"I... Aunt Katie, Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. I'm just not ready yet. Can you give me some more time?"
Without waiting for everyone's reaction, I grabbed my bag and ran out of the private room.
I was afraid that if I stayed a second longer, they would convince me otherwise.