My heart seemed to skip a beat.
Perhaps realizing that his words had been too direct, Adrian added, "But I'll wait—for the day you truly accept me."
When we entered my parents' home, the living room was packed with relatives.
The table was covered in steaming dishes.
Wedding decorations covered the walls.
My mother came over and hugged me.
"You're home. That's all that matters."
Adrian set down the gifts he had brought.
Then he greeted my parents properly.
"I'm sorry for coming so suddenly today."
My father studied him for several seconds.
"You're serious about this?"
Adrian nodded.
"I am."
My father was silent for a long time before answering briefly, "Good."
Some of the relatives began whispering among themselves.
My father swept his gaze across the room and said in a low
