To say I was nervous, was an understatement. My mom insisted that I looked fine, but I didn’t want fine, I wanted perfect. I had to be perfect. Not only was I meeting Alex’s parents again but also his parents’ co-workers and some of his extended family would be there as well.
When I finally settled on an outfit, I didn’t have much time to put on my makeup. I threw on a little bit of eyeliner, some mascara, lip gloss, and called it a day. I grabbed my phone off the bed and shoved it into my purse before quickly running out to the living room.
“You look beautiful,” my mother said.
I smiled. “Thank you.”
“Are you nervous?”
I flattened out my dress. “A little bit.”
“I’m sure they’ll all love you.”
I crossed my fingers. “I hope you’re right.”
“I am right.”
There was a light kn
