Chapter 17
5:00 p.m.
“Are you sure this is what you want, Sophia?” Victoria asked, surprised at the drawing of the wedding gown Sophia was showing her and her choice of colors.
“I know Alistair would like me to wear white, but…” She shrugged to show her discomfort with the color. “But I’m a widow, Victoria.”
“I see,” Victoria murmured. And examined her sister’s face, with a mischievous smile. “But if that hunk looked at me the way he looks at you and asked me to marry him naked I would.”
“You’re impossible, Vic,” Sophia giggled. “Gabriela will choose her own dress, of course, so please help her with that. I think the main color should be pale-pink, but she can choose whatever she wants.” She fixed Victoria with a serious stare. “Remember, you’ve promised me no one will see my gown or
