As the sun peeked over the horizon on that fateful morning, Nicholas' sleek black car idled in front of Miranda's modest home. Inside the car, Nicholas drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, a gesture that betrayed his nervousness. Today was the day he would introduce Miranda to his parents, the day he would bring his "girlfriend" home to meet the family.
Miranda stepped outside, wearing a simple yet elegant dress. She paused for a moment, her eyes meeting Nicholas' through the windshield.In that moment, Nicholas' heart skipped a beat. Miranda, illuminated by the morning sun, looked positively radiant. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders in gentle waves, framing her delicate features. The dress, a pale blue hue, clung to her curves in a way that made Nicholas' breath hitch in his throat.
As Miranda approached the car, Nicholas stepped out, nearly stumbling as he tried to regain his composure. Clearing his throat, he offered her a small, hesitant smile.
