"Dad," Wyatt said, catching his father's attention. My mum looked over at her boyfriend, following his gaze to Wyatt. I bit my bottom lip, observing the scene in front of me as nervousness started to fill me.
"Ma," I called, and my mother turned over to look at me. We stayed back with Wyatt and his dad after dinner. Today was the day. We were going to tell them.
"What's going on?" my Ma asked, looking at Wyatt and then at me. "Did something happen?" she asked, making my face grow warm. Wyatt coughed, and his father rose a brow in confusion.
"We're dating," Wyatt said after a while of silence, and my mother's eyes went wide. "Antonio and I are dating," he repeated, and my mother seemed to break down as she started muttering stuff in Spanish under her breath. Wyatt's dad got up from his s
