Sebastian's Point Of View
The music started playing lowly in the background while everyone spoke among themselves. Mia was speaking to her parents, and occasionally people from my side of the family would go up to congratulate her.
All I've been doing is sitting and drinking champagne while watching Mia and occasionally our surroundings. Sofia walked quickly over to me with a plate in her hand. She placed the plate on the table, and I helped her pull out the chair next to me.
"Mr. Sebby, do you want some?" Sofia asked, pointing at her plate.
Barbecued boneless chicken wings and stir-fry spaghetti noodles.
I sincerely didn't remember what it was called. It's something that Mia loves, and it was added to the menu.
"No Sweetie, that's yours. Eat it," I said, smiling. She frowned and p
