This is my most dreaded night.
Johann squeezes my hand reassuringly as we enter his parent’s house. I'm so nervous that sweat is running down my back. In my ankle-length bright red dress with an open back, my jet black hair and gray eyes look so advantageous. When Johann saw me coming out of the bedroom an hour ago, he first stared at me in surprise, I had to pull him out the front door otherwise we were now busy with another interesting activity.
The house is in the suburbs, it is a colossal building with a large back terrace where the family gathering is now held. The women are elegantly and expensively dressed, as Johann had already told me before so that I don't fall out of size between them. All heads turn to us, understandably, because the blond Johann stands out in stark con
