Debby’s pov

THE NEXT MORNING

I stand in front of the full length mirror in Andre’s room and check out my outfit….a frown appear on my forehead and I pout.

I wore a floral blouse and shin-length pencil skirt, showing off my thin legs, my entire look ending with ballet flats.

My brown hair cascaded smoothly down my back, outlining my slim jawline.

I don’t know if this is responsible enough to visit Andre’s parents…. Like I don’t wanna embarrass myself.

Right then, Andre steps out of his closet and I turn to him.

“Andre, do I look good in this?”

“Perfect!”

“Are you sure? I don’t want your parents...