“Wedding planning, of course. Mom is with Paige in the garden. They’re going over table settings and the menu.”
“That still doesn’t explain what you’re doing here. I’m sure you have a million things you’d rather be doing than planning a wedding you don’t support.”
She snorts. “Mom made me come.”
“Since when do you do what she tells you to?”
“Since I realized that she’s been really happy lately and this stupid wedding might be the reason why. Well, that and your pretty little wife.” She curls her top lip. “It’s nauseating how well they get along. Mom finally has the daughter she always wanted.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, Nikita. Mom already has the daughter she’s always wanted,” I say. I pause for effect, then add, “She got that the day Maksim married Cyrille.”
Nikita punches my arm lightl
