"I, Alessandro Lazzaro, take you Arabella Knight, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.
But it wasn't him. The man who was standing in front of me and saying his vows wasn't Alessandro.
***
Few hours earlier
Arabella's POV:
"Sweetheart, come on wake up we still have a lot of things ahead of us." It's been like this since an hour. Clement's mom is trying to wake me up to get ready for my "big day". Ugh.
"Fine!" I stood up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom. "I let the maids prepare you a rose bath. Get in and relax until the hairdresser and the makeup artist comes to make you ready." Without saying a word I stri
