I clutch Charles' hand tightly as we sit together on the porch swing, my engagement ring sparkling in the afternoon sunlight. My heart is overflowing with love and excitement for our future. However, my stomach also churns with nerves about telling my father.
Charles gives my hand a reassuring squeeze. "It will be alright, my darling. He's my best friend, he will understand."
I wish I could share Charles' optimism, but I know my father all too well. He has very traditional views, especially when it comes to me as his only daughter. The thought of his disapproval makes me want to hide this precious ring away.
The crunch of tires on the driveway makes me jump. My father's car pulls up and he emerges, suitcase in hand, tanned from his European travels. A wide smile stretches across his fa
