It was Sunday night when Arthur stepped out of his car, taking a deep breath before heading toward Zoe’s apartment. In his hands, he carried a neatly wrapped box — a carefully chosen gift for her mother. Despite his busy week, he knew this visit mattered. It was time to show respect to Zoe’s family.

When Zoe opened the door, her smile lit up the hallway.

“Nervous, doctor?” she teased, folding her arms.

“Not too much — just enough to remind me how important this is,” he replied, smiling warmly.

“Relax. She’s going to love you.”

Arthur followed her into the cozy living room, where Zoe’s mother, Maria, was waiting with an inviting smile.

“Good evening, Mrs. Maria. It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you. I’m sorry it took me so long to come by. Work has been crazy, and since Zoe was traveling to the U.S. for business, we ended up postponing this moment a little.”

Maria accepted the gift, visibly pleased.

“No need to apologize, Arthur. Zoe told me all about your career — I can imagine ho