"The priest has chosen tomorrow’s date as the best time for the wedding.". Papa announced, his voice firm and decisive.
The room fell into a stunned silence following his words, save for the faint rustling of papers as the two families finalized details for the ceremony.
Liam and his parents were in my house, and with my parents they were putting a final touch to the wedding preparation.
I sat stiffly on one of the sofa, caught between the heavy stares of both families.
"Tomorrow?” I echoed, unable to hide the shock in my voice.
Papa’s brows knitted in an uneven disapproval as he asked.
“Do you have a problem with that, Ava?” Papa's tone was sharp, and laced with the kind of authority I had learned not to challenge.
I swallowed hard quickly, lowering my gaze to my lap.
"No, P
