I woke up to my phone buzzing on the side table, before picking it up I looked at the time to see that it’s only 9am, on a Saturday morning.
“And good morning to you, Mr. Rivers, on this early and beautiful Saturday morning. What’s up?”
“Sorry, did I wake you up? How’s everything? You haven’t called or texted in over two weeks and I was getting worried. Everything okay baby girl?”
“It’s okay dad and yes I’m fine. I’ve been just busy and caught up with some personal stuff. Girl stuff.” I didn’t want to tell dad about Ethan or about my feelings for Ethan as I’m still on strike with this whole arranged marriage thing. I was hoping that the other family would cancel it but it seems like they’re still cool with the arrangement, sadly.
“When are you planning to come back? We miss you.”
