The house buzzed with anticipation as Ann's relatives arrived. Plates of sweets and steel tumblers of steaming tea passed from hand to hand, and laughter filled every corner. For Ann, it felt like the whole house was glowing brighter than the lamps that hung in the courtyard.
Dennis came with his parents, Jacob (his cousin), and a few close relatives. Ann's heart thudded when she saw him step into the veranda, but he bowed first to her father with deep respect.
"Uncle," Dennis greeted warmly.
"Come, come," Ann's father said, smiling. "We are one family now. No need for formality."
Everyone settled in the drawing room, the elders at the center, cousins peeking from the doorway, and Ann hovering shyly behind her mother.
Ann's father spoke first. "Last time when you came, we agreed that Dennis and Ann were right for each other. Now, after Ann herself has spoken to us… we feel ready to take the next step."
Dennis's father nodded, his face glowing with pride. "We are blessed by your openness. Our families are tied not just by words but by trust. Let us speak of the engagement."
Ann's uncle raised a practical point. "But Ann's studies—how will marriage fit in with that?"
Ann's father cleared his throat. "That is why I suggest this: an engagement now, and marriage after one year. Ann must complete her degree first. Only then can she give her new life her full heart."
All eyes turned to Dennis. He rose respectfully, his voice steady. "I agree, Uncle. Ann's education is part of who she is. If she has my hand in marriage, she must also have my support in everything else. One year is nothing compared to a lifetime together."
The room hummed with murmurs of approval. Ann's mother smiled proudly, and her father's shoulders seemed to relax, reassured by Dennis's sincerity.
Jacob, ever the playful cousin, whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear, "One year will pass quickly, Dennis. But until then, you'll have to be patient."
The room burst into laughter, even Ann hiding her smile behind her dupatta.
Dennis glanced at her quietly amidst the noise, and in that brief moment, their eyes spoke: We're not just agreeing to wait. We're promising each other a future worth waiting for.
By the time the families rose to leave, dates were already being discussed, sweets exchanged again, and blessings given all around.
As Dennis's family stepped out, Ann's father placed a hand on Ann's shoulder. "Your life is changing, mol. But don't be afraid—it's changing with love all around you."
Ann leaned against her father's side, whispering, "I'm not afraid, Appa. Not anymore."
Ann's POV
Because now, my family's trust and Dennis's love walk hand in hand. And I know—this is just the beginning.