"Love is like a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell." ~ Joan Crawford

Lukas.

"Lukas do you not have something to say to your lovely fiancée and her parents ?" My father pushed for an apology making the Fischers look at me.

"I'm waiting." Deya crossed her arms for the last thirty five minutes they had been chattering about business. Ofcause I can do this, it will be so easy. I rubbed my sweaty palms on my dress pants. What am I even doing here fuck !

"Erm..uh..uhm..." I couldn't apologise that would feel like I was...