Avalana’s POV
Silvio and Vincenzo stood at the entrance of the ballroom. Silvio looked adorably handsome in his little black tux. His father had a same identical tux on. As much as I hated to say it, Vincenzo looked as delicious as ever. His hair was gelled back to perfection and face void of any emotions. Both of them looked at us as we came down the stairs.
Silvio grinned widely and sprinted to us. “Mamma.” He said softly.
I bent over and planted a little kiss on his forehead. “You look so handsome my little baby boy.” I cooed.
“Mi principessa.” I heard Vincenzo say.
He had aurora on his hip. He kissed her cheeks gently and put her down. “We will go in first, then the kids will enter.” He said. I nodded.
Vincenzo offered his hand for me to take. I rolled my eyes.
