Alex’s Point of View
We quickly make our way down to the kitchen, still teasing each other.
As soon as we step into the kitchen she goes over to grab coffee mugs while I start pulling ingredients out to make our breakfast.
“Okay...”
She says, clearing her throat.
“So… are we going to talk about how we are telling our parents that we got married and are living together, or are we going to pretend that, that topic doesn’t exist?”
She asks, glancing at me as she fills up the kettle.
“No, we definitely have to talk about it.”
I say, cracking eggs into a bowl.
“My mom is going to cry.”
Her brows pull together slightly.
“Cry?”
She asks and I knod my head.
“Oh yeah. She has been waiting for this since… I don’t know… high school? Maybe birth? She is going to be so excited about t
