His Rose
My heartbeat is normal and my body isn't nervous.
''Glad you guys are here,'' Emmet says, hugging his mum. Then, he glances towards my direction, ''This is Rose, the one I've been telling you about.'' He adds.
She smiles at me, ''She's beautiful, Emmet. You're going to promise me that you'll take good care of her, some men aren't as lucky as you—remember that.'' Within seconds, Emmet's father starts to chuckle while Emmet stands beside me, pecking onto my temple.