23 hours left to the wedding:
“Oh Gosh, we have so much to get, we have to get flowers, decors, candles, souvenirs and so, so, so much more for the wedding.” Valerie chimed, walking down the paved streets of Rome. The bricked pavements, went underneath the carved short bridges, making way pedestrians.
Arya groaned, walking next to her sisters. Lana had decided to tag along her sister and Arya noticed that even though she was with them, she was still aloof and distant. While the rest picked on clothes and decorations, she would just buy her own stuff.
Arya noticed who Lana would look at everyone else, every time someone would choose a décor or a dress but she wouldn’t put in her advice. As if, she wanted to talk but something was holding her back. Arya realized that there is only thing
