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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN!

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN!

"I love you so much."

(there's a lot of spanish in this chapter, but, as always, i put the translations in the comments !!)

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(there's a lot of spanish in this chapter, but, as always, i put the translations in the comments !!)

      A part of you felt bad for Eren, watching your family tear into him as you helped your mom cook dinner. "Mama, don't you think they being a little...invasive?" You mumbled.

     "Está bien, no se preocupe," your mother replied, waving her hand "¿Me pasas la sal?"

You opened the cabinet above you, and handed your mother the salt shaker, which was filled with ground, pink Himalayan salt. You stayed quiet, focused on helping her with the cooking, but still keeping an ear open for the conversation that was happening in the living room.

"Cómo se dice...¿Ustedes dos están pensando tener hijos?" You heard your Tia Veronica ask your Tia Maria, making you furrow your eyebrows.

"¡No te metas donde no te llaman!" You yelled at them, they simply laughed it off, despite the annoyance in your tone. "Why are they so nosey?" You huffed as you began to set the table.

"Puedes ir," your mom said to you, a small smile on her lips. You nodded and made your way to the living room, sitting next to Eren on the couch.

      "Y/N, mi sobrina, where did you find this boy?" Tia Maria asked, lightly tapping your leg from the loveseat across from you.

      You smiled, "I'm glad you like him."

  "Si, Y tiene ojos maravillosos," Veronica complimented, and you and your other aunt nodded in agreement.

      "Si, verdad? Y él es tan bueno conmigo," you added eagerly. You sat back, laying your head on his shoulder. "Right?" You looked at Eren.

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