"Laura, how do you have time to come over?" Justin asked, his face full of curiosity.
"I have the day off, so I came by. This afternoon, I'm learning how to make meatballs with your mother. I remember you like meatballs, so I'll make some for you right away. Go wash your hands and wait in the living room for a bit," Laura said, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, looking slightly shy.
Justin didn't say much and walked toward the living room.
As soon as he sat down, his mother anxiously grabbed his arm and whispered, "Justin, look at how thoughtful Laura is. She came over this afternoon, bought a lot of things for your dad and me, and even helped cook. If you don't have any objections, let's settle the wedding by the end of the year. Your dad and I can't wait anymore—we want t
