Chapter 11 - Meeting the parents

Chapter 11

Rowan Priest

POV

Walking into my parents’ house holding Grace’s hand, I could feel her sweaty palm, she’s nervous.

I pause by the door. “What’s wrong?” I ask her.

“We’re meeting your parents…” she whispers.

I look at her confused. “So?” I ask.

“What if they don’t like me?” she asks.

I almost feel bad for the poor girl. She’s still a child and has been thrown to wolves.

Before I can say anything, I hear my mother’s voice. “I swear none of my children love me…” my mother rounds the corner.

Grace stiffens beside me. I don’t have time before my mother’s in front of us. My mother looks like she always does, a designer dress that fits her like a glove. Her hair tied in a tight bun like it always in.

She startles when she sees me. Her eyes widen when her eyes move from me to Grace and then to our joined hands.

Her hand goes to her heart. “Gesù, vuoi farmi venire un infarto? Mi è quasi sembrato di vedere un fantasma?” she asks. Glaring at me. {Jesus you want to give me a heart atta