“Selene has a boyfriend! Selene has a boyfriend.” Billy kept on chanting it over dinner. I scowled at him, but I did not say anything. I wish I could smack him in the head, but I just looked at him lovingly. My cute three-year-old brother, already independent at his age, ate his dinner on his own.My mom came with a big bowl in her hand. Before my dad could stand up, Albert went and got the bowl from her and placed it on the center of the table.“Thank you,” she said sweetly, then winked at my father.My dad cleared his throat. Oh no! I always hated it when he did that. It usually meant the beginning of an interrogation.“So, are you really my daughter’s boyfriend?” He started.“Dad,” I grumbled as I eyed him scornfully, but I knew he won’t let go of this topic.“Not yet, sir.” He answered politely. “Hopefully soon.”My parents made an exchange look, a
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