Me: Hey, we need to talk about my wedding.
Arthur: What about it?
Me: I can't let you come unless you've made-up with the parents. I love you and I really want you to come, but I think it would be too painful if you and the parents were still on bad terms.
Me: Do you think that's legit? Do you understand what I mean?
Arthur: I understand.
Me: How do you feel about it?
Arthur: I feel good.
Me: Do you know what you're going to do or do you want time to think about it?
Arthur: I know what I'm doing.
Me: Let me know if I can help you in any way. I miss you.
Arthur: Ok.
Me: I love you.
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