Excitement swirled inside Carrie, but so did nerves.
She imagined her mother's probing questions, her father's stern gaze.
Would they approve of Ross? Would they see what she saw in him?
Or would they only see the headlines, the fame, the controversies surrounding his name?
Carrie turned on her side and hugged her pillow tightly.
For the first time in her life, she felt like she was stepping into a future of her own choosing.
Terrifying, yes—but exhilarating too.
This weekend would change everything.
***
The days slipped by faster than Carrie expected, and before she knew it, the weekend had arrived.
From the moment she woke up that morning, her stomach was full of butterflies.
She had spent hours deciding what to wear, only to change her outfit three times before settling on something simple yet elegant.
It wasn't just any date—it was the day Ross would meet her parents.
