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Charlie's grip on his fist intensified, his knuckles turning white with tension. "What if I am told I am not going to be present?" he questioned, his voice laced with defiance. The woman standing before him scoffed dismissively, her expression condescending. "Are you going to get people talking that you didn't attend your sister's?" she taunted. A wry smile tugged at the corner of Charlie's lips as he chuckled softly.

"You know I never care about what anyone says," he declared with a hint of arrogance in his tone. "What I think matters, and not what people want to think." The words echoed in the room, underscoring his unwavering confidence in his own beliefs. Despite the potential judgment of others, Charlie stood firm in his convictions, unswayed by external opinions or expectations.

Charlie leaned back in his chair, his brows furrowed with disbelief as he listened to the woman's explanation. Her words echoed in the air, heavy with the weight of expectations and societal norms. "I w