Alessia’s Pov
"Every detail matters," she said firmly. "Your dress will say as much about you as your words. Choose wisely."
Andrea groaned. "Claudia, you’re exhausting her. Let the poor girl breathe."
"I’m preparing her," she replied coolly. "If she’s going to marry Matteo, she needs to understand what’s at stake."
Andrea turned to me, his smile warm and reassuring. "Ignore her. Just wear something that makes you happy, Alessia."
I smiled faintly, grateful for his kindness amidst Madam Claudia’s relentless questioning. As the evening wore on, Andrea continued to tease both his sister and me, his charm providing a much-needed balance to Madam Claudia’s intensity. But even his lighthearted comments couldn’t fully ease the tension that hung over the dinner. Madam Claudia’s approval, whi
