Larissa sat cross-legged on the couch, nervously fidgeting with the hem of her blouse. Sydney was sprawled across from her, a tablet in one hand as she lazily scrolled through a design draft. The cozy apartment was filled with the scent of Sydney’s lavender diffuser, a calming contrast to Larissa’s current nerves. It had been three months of dating with Jasper and she was finally meeting his family.
“Sydney, I’ll be with them the whole weekend. Their entire weekend. I don’t think you understand how stressed I am about this,” Larissa blurted out, breaking the silence.
Sydney tilted her head and gave her best friend a knowing smile. “Larissa, you stress too much. Trust me, they’re going to adore you.”
Larissa groaned, burying her face in a throw pillow. “Syd, these people are old money. A
