Mrs. Romano....Amelia Romano was waving happily at the three of them, more like she was waving at Penelope. Amelia was excited to meet this new mystery girl. She knew her mother, who was a delight. She had a feeling that Penny would take after her mother.
Penny couldn't help but do a small wave back. They quickly reached the woman, Penny realized that she was fairly short. Penny was five feet and five inches, and Amelia was actually five feet, maybe close to five feet and one inch. There was a full foot difference between the Romano couple. Penny couldn't help but wonder how that worked.
Well, that was until Amelia ran up and jumped on her husband to give him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. So that is how it worked. Amelia Romano was an extremely athletic woman, even in her sixties
The couple met in college, surprisingly in a freshman year elective course. They soon became study buddies for the course and remained friends afterwards. About a year later, they started dating and haven't stopped since. Penny could see right away that they were just perfect for each other.
When Amelia unlatches herself from her husband, she turns towards Penny, "Hello, Penelope!" Penny is grateful that the woman didn't jump on Penny. Instead, she respectfully places her arms on the sides of her arms and looks into her eyes. "It is so good to finally meet you! I can't wait to introduce you to the whole family. My name is Amelia. Let's get you to Quentin's apartment. He wouldn't come home until later. I'm sorry that he didn't show up. He must be busy or being a little bitch" Amelia starts to snicker. Penny couldn't believe this mother's language towards her own children. She smiles along to be polite. "Let's get your luggage."
As they walk to baggage claim, Amelia introduces herself to Alberta, or Ms. Birdie as she likes to be called. Penelope decides to walk quietly, as the three older adults spoke. Penny was honestly tired from the flight and sudden change in time. She just wanted to eat dinner and then go to sleep. However, the Romano's had other plans of taking her on a tour around the city, then introducing her to everyone, then a big family dinner where she will meet her future husband. Only going to sleep to wake up to a wedding.
Of course, the young woman was too polite to turn everything down.
They picked up the luggage and all entered the back of a fancy down car. The Romano parents had a private driver, who was really kind and introduced himself as Rich to the new women.
Right when she stepped outside, she actually realized that she was in New York. The air was slightly colder, the city was louder, and the fashion was impeccable. People hustled, going in and out of the airport. When driving away into the city, and stuck in traffic, she saw sidewalks crowded, apartment windows open to let in some city air, and yellow cabs communicating through honks and swears.
San Francisco is similar, but somewhat smaller scale. It seemed like San Francisco people live, and here in New York people live to work. Penny never had a true chance to live or work fully in the California city. Maybe she will have better luck living to work in the "Big Apple".
Even though she was tired and yawning at every chance, she was smiling the whole time, soaking in the city. It really helped put her mind at easy and forget about the whole meeting her fiancé tonight. Rich took the whole crew through the streets of Manhattan, showing off their favorite places to eat and shop. Even taking a chance to show off Time Square and the Broadway theater houses on the side streets. Penny can only dream about performing on at least one of those stages.
About an hour later, the car is stopped at the front of a fancy apartment building. Everyone gets out the car and onto the sidewalk, blocking any passer-by with heavy luggage bags. Mr. Romano leads the pack, a doorman opens the door, and another young man opens the elevator. They both were very familiar with the Romano family and knew that they had keys to their son's penthouse. They travel up the many, many floors and exist onto the floor with very little doors. The open the one farthest from the elevator doors, and they enter into the apartment.
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The Girl He Had To Marry- An Arranged Marriage Story
Romance**COMPLETED AND EDITING** A man was murdered in his home, leaving only his daughter Penelope Marshall. He was a power-hungry, company-owning man that can barely be called a father. After Penelope's mother left, her father preferred fists and harsh...
