The backyard of the mansion was a large space that seemed designed for the reception of a dream wedding. Under the roof of a huge white wooden kiosk, which seemed inspired by the architecture of the elves from the Lord of the Rings movie, Michael's father was waiting for the couple to join him for lunch, which was already served. On a table for twelve guests, a silver fountain overflowed with various seafood meats, crustaceans, and different fish, alongside a large crystal salad bowl that housed several cuts of fruits and vegetables that were about to overflow onto a covered tray. When the waiter uncovered it, it revealed a large mountain of white rice surrounded by a garnish of potato wedges.
In her twenty-three years of life, Stephanie had never seen so much food served for only three p
