A knock woke Tiffany. It was Mike’s mother.
“Breakfast is ready,” she smiled, “your father is also on his way to join us for breakfast.”
“Uhm, I’ll just go to the bathroom,” Tiffany said.
“Sure. I have also ordered for your clothes to be washed and dried. Your clothes will be ready as soon as you’re done,” Beth said gently.
Everybody were already seated at the dining table when Tiffany arrived.
“I could see that you feel comfortable here,” Tiffany’s father smiled at her.
“Hi Dad,” Tiffany kissed her dad on his right cheek, “I’m sorry I didn’t come home last night.”
“That’s fine dear. I was actually glad you stayed here,” Tiffany’s dad gave a meaningful smile at Roger.
“Oh! I could hear the wedding bells ringing,” Beth said excitingly and then they laughed except for Mike and Ti
