~Valeria~
If my stepfather sets me up on one more blind date, I'm literally going to snap and it's going to be his problem, not mine.
Like, I'm talking about a full meltdown in the middle of whatever fancy restaurant he picks. Maybe I'll start crying about my "daddy issues" loud enough for the whole place to hear. Or better yet, maybe I'll just tell my date exactly what Cassian told the last guy that I come with "excellent breeding potential". See how fast that kills the mood.
The man has absolutely zero chill about this whole thing. I could show up in a literal trash bag with my hair on fire and he'd still be like "oh, Valeria's just going to make a fine bride, don’t you think, babe?" Meanwhile, my mom sits there nodding, too busy enjoying her new Chanel purse to tell him that maybe, j
