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“I can’t believe you insulted my house when your room very much screams emo,” I say to him.
“First off, I never insulted your house,” he states. “And also this emo room will be yours for a couple of days. At least until we find a house,” he says on a frown.
After the whole fiasco, I decided to put my house up on the market. It just wasn’t doing it for me anymore. Plus I figured we should pick a house we both liked, one that would be just ours.
“We could always stay here,” I suggest. “I like this house. I think it would be nice to live with your family.”
He scoffs, moving to sit beside me, “You say that now, but I assure you, you’ll come to regret that statement. You moved out of your family’s house because you hated being around too many people. We’re getting a house on our own,” he states determinedly.
I smile. Sometimes it’s nice to have someone that’s completely attune to your moods and needs.
“Alright fine. I was just saying.”
His hand wraps around my waist and he pulls me closer, breathing me in.
“How are you feeling? How’s the morning sickness?”
“Still kicking my ass,” I reply “I wake up every morning feeling like death.”
He places a kiss on my cheek, “Sorry, baby. I’ll look up some methods to help you feel better later tonight.”
“I already did,” I sigh. “Nothing’s really helping. But that’s not why I came up here,” I tell him, shifting away to look at him.
He arches an eyebrow. “Why do I have a feeling I’m not going to like what you’re about to say?”
“Because you’re probably not? Just don’t get mad.”
“I make no such promises,” he says, as expected.
Well, here goes nothing.
“I couldn’t help but notice that your father hasn’t received an invitation to our wedding.”
His expression hardens instantly, “Because he’s not invited.”
“Tony… you can’t not invite your father to your wedding. It’s not right.”
“Blondie, one thing about me is that I excel at doing things most people consider ‘not right’. My father’s not coming and that’s final.”
I exhale softly. I was really hoping this wouldn’t lead to an argument.
“Too bad, because it’s my wedding too and I’m going to invite him,” I say firmly.
He stares at me for a beat before getting to his feet.
“I said he’s not coming, blondie.”
“He’s coming,” I retort.
Tony lets out a growl, “Fucking hell, Sophia.”
Several emotions pass through his face at once. He glares at me before stepping out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
I sigh softly once he’s gone. That went exactly how I expected it to. I hate that I’m forcing him to do something he really doesn’t want to but I know in my heart that he’s doing the right thing. If he doesn’t invite his father to something so monumental, he’ll regret it for the rest of his life.
A minute later, I hear a small knock before the door opens to reveal Elena.
“Hey,” she says walking in. “I’m sorry, I just happened to overhear your argument.”
