S E V E N T Y - O N E

EVA.

Emerson is moving off my lap with wide eyes. "You want to what?"

"Talk to our parents about us. " I repeat my words and he says, "Eva, are you sure about that? I mean, I don't think it'd be that—"

"I know how it'd be, Emerson but I'm willing to take that step with you. I don't want to wait for something bad to happen to us or having to take terrible decisions later before we let them know about our feelings. We have the chance to prevent those from happening, so why not take it?"

"I understand you. " He sighs. "I mean I do, but still— are you sure you're ready to do this? You have to understand that your father won't easily give into this. "

"And that's why we'll have to try together. " I tell him and he smiles. "We will. When do you have in mind?"

"I'm thinking tomorrow. " I say and he exclaims, "Tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow. We can leave for my place after lectures. "

"Do you want to meet your parents first?" He raises a brow and I nod, "I think my father is still more sof