"Dinner's ready," Rose's voice called out, pulling me from my thoughts. I rose from my seat and made my way to the dining table, still mulling over Rose's earlier question. Just half an hour ago, she had dropped a bombshell: "Sarah is the girl you talked to with Mom in college. How do you know she's the one?"
Settling at the table, Ryan took the seat beside Rose, leaving me to sit next to her. Before I could even pick up my fork, Ryan's curiosity sparked a conversation.
"So, how did you two lovebirds meet?" Ryan's eagerness was palpable.
Rose intervened, playfully nudging Ryan. "Let them eat."
Ryan persisted, "I want to know!"
"It's not too complicated," Sarah chimed in.
"Why don't you start, Sarah?" I suggested.
Sarah shook her head with a warm smile. "No way, you're the better storyteller," she teased, casting a knowing glance my way.
Feeling a surge of affection, I began the tale. "She was my classmate, quiet yet captivating. I wasn't exactly experienced in matters of the heart, so I spent months unsure of what to do."
Stolen story; please report.
"That's why you were taking advice from David," Sarah interjected playfully.
"Who's David?" Ryan's curiosity peaked.
"He was a friend with a colorful romantic history," I explained, suppressing a smirk. "Anyway, after numerous failed attempts to approach her, I finally mustered the courage, with a little push from David. But Sarah always seemed to slip away before I could say anything."
"Why did you leave early, Sarah?" Ryan asked innocently.
Sensing Sarah's unease, Rose stepped in smoothly, "That's a story for later, honey. Let Ethan continue."
I offered Rose a grateful nod and continued, "After countless missed opportunities, fate intervened. Sarah, Andrew, and I found ourselves stuck together for a group project."
Sarah picked up where I left off, "We were headed somewhere in the same bus when..."
Suddenly, Rose glanced at the clock. "It's already 11:30 pm. We better pause the story there and continue another time."
Ryan sighs and says."I wish we could hear more".