BAILEY'S POV
“Ms. Bailey, a pleasure to meet you. This is my son…and I—“ Mr. Arthuro stopped talking and looked at my father. Their eyes are communicating in a way only they can understand. I am confused as to how my parents knew about Fern and his dad.
“Dad, I—“ My father cut my sentence off.
“You two are going to be husband and wife…” My father declared calmly after a few seconds of silence. I felt myself stopped breathing for a second. Suddenly, my windpipe lost the ability to let in air in my system.
“D-dad, wait a minute…Are you—No, stop joking. It’s not funny.” I thought I only see these kinds of scenario in a movie. I remember watching Growing Old together with Sam. We both jumped in ecstasy the moment we learned that the female l
