"Are you sure I look ok?" I ask.
"Babe, you look perfect, you always do. You don't have to try and impress my Mother."
"Yes, I do. It's important to me that I make a good impression."
"She has already met you, she loves you already too."
"Easy for you to say, you will never have to meet my parents."
I'm stressing out. It's Sunday and we are about to go for dinner at Everett's Mother's house. I shouldn't have said that, it was unfair, but I just wish he could be a bit more understanding.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, I am just nervous."
"It's ok. I wish I could have met your parents, Paige. You look beautiful, can we go now?"
"Yeah, I'm ready."
I decided to wear a flowy mustard dress that is covered in little white flowers. It's pretty but not too formal. I left m
