EpilogueJoJo
If you’d asked me in January 2017 where I expected to be in December, I would not have said, “At the Beverly Hills courthouse marrying a hot drama professor with our boyfriend standing up as our best man, my sister as our best woman, and more friends than we even realized we had coming to the house later to celebrate with us.”
The day after Byron proposed, I called Gabriela and told her what happened. Told her everything, I mean. Up to then, she knew only the things that wouldn’t worry her. After she got the whole story, she yelled at me for about twenty minutes about how dare I keep all these secrets, she could have helped, or at least tried to help, yadda yadda. I let her get it all out of her system and then asked her to help me plan our wedding party.
“You’re doing it r
