(Avery)
When Elias dropped me off, the porch light was already on. I waved at him as he parked next door and went inside. The second I opened the front door, I heard Mom laughing from the living room.
“Avery, come here for a second,” she called.
I sighed, already guessing where this was going.
When I walked in, both my parents were on the couch with big smiles that looked way too innocent. Mom had her phone in her hand, and Dad was pretending to read something serious.
“So,” Mom said, “how does it feel to be engaged?”
I blinked. “Really?”
Dad looked up from his phone. “Well, it’s all over the internet, so it must be true. Apparently, our daughter is getting married to Elias next spring.”
“Dad,” I groaned. “You two already know it’s not true. Why are you acting surprised?”
Mom grin
