Frida

We gather up all our courage and go to meet my parents. We are both scared of what they will say, but we know that if we want any chance at a future together, we have to be honest with them. As we make our way through the house, I feel my heart pounding in my chest. What if they don’t understand or worse, what if they hate us for wanting to be together??

Finally, we reach the living room where my parents are waiting for us. I take a deep breath as we enter the room. I can feel the ...