The day of the dinner had arrived, and Kenny felt a whirlwind of emotions as he stood outside the Banker's family home. He wore a crisp shirt that Liam had picked out for him, the fabric soft against his skin. His heart raced with anticipation, nervousness, and a hint of excitement. Meeting Liam's family felt monumental, but he also felt the weight of uncertainty pressing down on him.
As he approached the front door, he took a deep breath, reminding himself of Liam's encouragement. "They’ll love you," Liam had said, his eyes shining with conviction. Kenny hoped that would be true.
Liam opened the door with a wide smile, his excitement palpable. “You made it! Come in!” he said, pulling Kenny inside.
The warmth of the home enveloped Kenny, and the aroma of a home-cooked meal wafted thro
