"Darnell, this is Melanie. She's the wedding planner and the best at her job," Maya introduced me to a tall European woman in a fitted white dress.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Donovan," Melanie greeted with a warm smile, hands holding a jotter.
"Likewise," I responded.
She sat on the couch opposite us and opened her book. I stuffed the yawn trying to escape me and pulled out my phone.
"Let's start with the venue. Do you have anywhere in mind?"
Vanessa reached over and took my free hand on the couch. "We were thinking of having the wedding here. On the island."
My finger paused on the screen and I turned to her. She was smiling at me like this had already been decided.
I don't remember deciding that.
The only reason I was sitting in this room while they discussed a wedding I also h
