"Sigh, how nice it will be if I can sleep here in your room tonight." Andrew sighed deeply, tightening his grip on her body.
"Will your parents allow me? Should we ask permission from them?" He added, feeling helpless.
"Should we give it a try? Maybe Mom and Dad will agree," Alveena said excitedly. She also wanted Andrew to stay over, spending more time with him.
They were still talking about asking permission from Alveena's parents when Andrew's phone beeped. He received a message from his mother, Isabelle.
[ Andrew, our son, your father, grandfather, and I will go home ahead. Please tell Alveena that we are really thankful for the gifts. We already said goodbye to her parents and grandparents. You don't need to go downstairs to send us off. ]
[ Son, we already talked with Mr. and Mrs. Sy. They said you can sleep over here tonight. So enjoy it. We will not disturb your moments with Alveena. Take care, son! ]
