Epilogue

Six months later.

It's been a few months since Daniel and I reconciled. We had sex several times that same night, of course not at my parents' house anymore. I'm taking her back home that same night. He asked me to live with him in his apartment, I told him that it was too early to take that step as well as to get married. I did not reject his marriage proposal, but I asked him for some time to get to know us more, and it's not that I have doubts about him, it's just that I don't want to skip the part of courtship and stop enjoying moments that we can experience while we are engaged.

Like this moment right now, he's taking me to his parents' house for dinner. The truth is I've gotten used to it, I've started to tolerate his mother, she's not as nosy as before, because there's no complaint about his father, I've always liked that man.

The moment he parks his car in the driveway of the big house, I make sure that there are several cars in the same place.

"You didn't inform me that it