Vixen Stories
I don't know what these dishes are called but they are delicious.
A few moments later, Mom and Dad were already talking about something, a business that they're planning to try in other countries... until their conversation changed to Lilibeth.
"Frank, I thought Lilibeth was your girlfriend?" Dad asked in surprise.
I immediately looked up to deny it. "She's not my girlfriend, Dad." I replied shortly.
"That's good, then." My forehead furrowed at Mom's words.
They saw that I was a little confused.
"Oh, honey. Her father said Lilibeth is two months pregnant already. We thought you were the father because you see each other sometimes, right?"