(Olivia)
(One Week Later)
As Derek and I pulled up in front of his parents' mansion, I took a deep breath, my heart racing a little. It had been a long time since I’d been here, and I never imagined we’d be back under these circumstances.
The last time I was here, they made it painfully clear that they thought I wasn’t good enough for their son. They judged me, looked down on me, and acted like I didn’t matter. Derek took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” He said. But I knew that he wanted this, wanted his family to see me for who I was, wanted them to realize how wrong they had been.
And a part of me wanted that too. So, I gave him a small nod, and we walked up to the door together.
As soon as we stepped inside, his parents, Mr.
