I S A B E L L A
I didn't speak to Angelo at all after that night. We kept up appearances in front of our friends and family, but I can tell that after our conversation, a rift formed between us... and I know it's my fault.
My wedding day came quicker than I thought. It's already been four days, and through a lot of effort from both my mom and Angelo's mom, they were able to plan a dream wedding in only four days. Only problem is that it isn't exactly my dream...
I stand in front of a large mirror, holding a bouquet of beautiful white roses with shaky hands. I can't believe this is actually happening to me. I'm about to marry a stranger... one of a rival family, and no matter how much I would like to contest the idea, I know that I have to fulfil my duty to my family...
Make-up artists
