Today would finally be the day. Just as promised, I scheduled a meeting between Christian, my parents, and my brothers.
There was only one thing stopping me, and that was Christian refusing to enter the house. “Come on, don’t be such a baby.” I giggled and pinched his cheeks.
“Stop it,” Christian spoke, annoyed. “It’s not that I’m scared. It’s just that I don’t know how I’ll react—I don’t know if I can sit there and watch them glare at me.”
“You can.” I smiled. “You can and you will, for me.”
I squeezed his hand and gave him a sad look until he finally gave in. “Fine, let’s go.” Christian sighed. I nodded my head and pulled his hand to lead him inside, where my family was already waiting for us.
The angry looks were not that difficult to miss. “What is the meaning of this?” Matteo growled as Christian and I sat down on the opposite side of him.
