Mannie’s POV
Going to see Dominic's family, especially his mother, was another mental hurdle that I had to struggle with.
“You don’t want to come?” Dominic asked, sensing how reluctant I was.
I gave him a weak smile, not saying anything.
“You will be fine. My family doesn’t bite,” he said softly.
“Let’s go,” Dominic said and turned to enter the car.
“Is he driving or is there…” I didn’t need to think much as my question was soon answered by the presence of a driver in the driver’s seat.
The car roared to life, splattering some mud as it sped off.
Watching the passing scenery, my mind was filled with a lot of things.
I still hadn’t gotten my mother a birthday gift, and surely, I couldn’t keep delaying it either.
I prayed that after this meeting with his family, he’d pay me handsom
