Here we were again. The six of us were sitting around the table in front of the fireplace sipping coffee or tea, depending on the consumers preference. There was a different aura from the table tonight. It was not hostile, more lost and confused.
"So," Adelina broke the silence. "What do we do now?"
"I will be damned if my son marries Svenja," Mr. Ulbrecht stated right away.
"I agree," Adelina admitted. "She is no longer suitable."
"Just say 'yes'," Laiden was tired of waiting. "Please, finally say you approve. Let us move on with our life together."
"It is not that easy," Adelina hissed.
"Yes, it is," My father interceded on Laiden's behalf. Laiden looked utterly surprised. "He is a good man. I have no objections to the marriage."
"Are you aware of the fact that they slept together
