Roberta POV
The sound of doors closing woke me up. I looked at my phone and noticed I had slept for three hours. I needed to get up and get ready for the party. I heard Mum and Dad’s voices, chatting quietly in the kitchen, so I decided I would go down and let them know I had arrived.
I had made it downstairs and leaned on the door frame to the kitchen, as I watched my mum and dad, dancing in each other’s arms, it was so romantic, the look of love in my dad’s eyes as he looked down at his mate, dad's soft low voice singing the song to mum as they danced. I felt like I was intruding and thought about going back upstairs, but ended up just clapping with the song finished and Mum and Dad were still in each other's arms, any moment it was going to be X-rated.
Dad turned so fast. I was a lit
