Promise of intervention
They promised to talk to my brother one last time and persuade him to see reason. ‘We’ll make him understand, Olivia,’ Dad said, resting his hand on my shoulder. Mom nodded, still visibly disturbed but determined. ‘We can’t let this wedding happen like way,’ she said. With renewed optimism, I watched as they prepared to confront my brother. This was our final chance to prevent further damage. Time was running out.
Promise Of Intervention
Family meeting
That evening, there was a stormy family gathering, and emotions ran high. We sat in the living room, with an unpleasant stillness filling the air. My brother appeared defensive, arms crossed. ‘What is this about?’ he inquired, glancing around. Dad cleared his throat and started to talk. Words flowed back and forth, and voices rose. ‘You must realize, she is not who you believe she is,’ Mom implored. My brother’s look hardened, adding to the intensity of the scenario.
Family Meeting
