"Hello, Snow..."
"Amelia! Guess what just happened! Christopher called me and asked me—"
"I know!" Amelia Garcia covered the phone, her voice barely a whisper because she was in a rush and cut her off before she could finish.
"You know?" Snow Fitch was completely confused. "You know what?"
"I'm at Imperial Garden Villa. Hope was discharged from the hospital today, and I went to the hospital early and came back home with them. Christopher was trying to cheer Hope up and promised to invite that young man over, and I almost blew up when I heard it!"
"Oh my God—" Snow was stunned before cautiously asking, "So... what do we do? Should I accept or refuse?"
Amelia Garcia pressed a frustrated hand to her forehead, equally uncertain.
After a moment's thought, she lowered her hand and gritted her teeth, "Or, just refuse. Say you don't have time or tell him your brother and sister-in-law don't agree."