"I'm so sorry for budging on you like this. But when I heard that you are leaving tomorrow morning for your honeymoon, I couldn't help myself. I always wanted to do this with my daughter, but she doesn't want to get married even if she does. I doubt I'll get to help her pack. If it's okay with you, I'll help pack your bag." I don't know what my mother-in-law is talking about. I don't know anything about the honeymoon. I haven't seen Sabelo for almost a week now.
"And I made a list of places to visit. I hope you don't think I'm being forward." She frowns. I don't know why she would think that. I actually love having her here. She's not fake like I assumed.
"No, I'm glad you're here." I smiled at her. But then I remembered something as I was about to let her help me pack. We don't sleep
