“Ah, my bones feel like they will melt away any moment from now.” Joyce sighed tiredly. I smiled at her, dropping the napkin after wiping my hands. The cluster of humans making it in and out of the house made everywhere rowdy and noisy. I could hear the stressed-out voice of Natasha, yelling at the top of her voice for the workers to be fast with their jobs.
“You should get ready as well, Mijo,” Joyce said, smiling ear to ear.
I was taken aback by what she said. I gazed down at my feet strapped in a slipper. “I won't be attending.“
She frowns. “And why is that?”
“It's better I stay away. I am not a member of the family to join anyway. I mean, Mrs. Natasha and Clarrisa have an issue with me being around Mr. Galen. I don't think her getting married to him today would change her thoughts
