It's been a week since Peter proposed. Henry didn't take it too well but were still friends. Rose was another story. She was steaming. She'd always go up to Peter and try to talk him out of it. At least I hoped she just talked.
"I wish she'd leave me alone," Peter said one day," she's so annoying."
I kissed him on the cheek and stepped in my home.
"Hello, Mother." I said.
"Valerie we need to talk. Are you sure you want to marry Peter? I mean think about how good of a life Henry can give you. And Peter has a past. He will never be able to give you a good life."
"I don't care Mother. I love Peter. And I'm not just going to marry Henry for money." I said and stormed out of the house.
"Peter," I called.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked.
I told him what happened.
"This is why I asked Rose. Everyone knows I can't give you a good life like Henry can." Peter said.
"That's a lie! How can Henry give me a good life if I don't even love him?" I asked. Peter opened his mouth but I cut him off by putting my lips on his. I felt him smile.
"You're right. Go talk to your Mom. Maybe you can convince her." Peter said. I nodded and went to find her.
"Mother," I called. She stepped out.
"Look Valerie I didn't want to have to do this but you leave me not choice. I forbid you to marry Peter."