His parents had been brimming with excitement, only to be left with nothing but disappointment.
After wrestling with my thoughts all morning, I finally made up my mind. I would visit them in person, explain everything and bring a small gift as a token of sincerity.
I didn’t tell Anthony. I simply grabbed the gift and headed straight to his house.
When I stepped out of the elevator, my fingers hovered over my phone, ready to text him. But then, I noticed something odd: the door wasn’t fully closed.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves and walked forward.
Through the small gap, I caught sight of Anthony happily chatting with his parents.
Just as I lifted my hand to knock, his mother’s voice drifted out.
"Now we can save a huge sum of money."
I froze.
I didn’t understand what she meant. But before I could process it, another voice followed.
"Since Aurelia is already carrying our family’s child, she has no choice but to marry. Whether she wants to or not is irrelevant. Forget the wedding and the betrothal gift; we're not spending another cent."