Aria
My mother’s request was music to my ears. I never could have imagined that my father would walk me down the aisle at my wedding. I still remember the joy on their faces the day I went looking for a wedding dress with Ella. A dress I never wore.
And now, the very same dress was in my hands and my mother eagerly awaited my reply. I looked at her and nodded, smiling.
“Nothing would make me happier, Ms Gloria,” I replied and my mother hugged me tighter.
“It’s Gloria to you, Aria. Would you like to spend some more time with me before the wedding? It will give me great pleasure to help you and Sarah with the decorations and everything else. Be sure that our Luna will be by your side every step of the way,” she informed me.
“I would love that, Gloria,” I told my mother, feel
