Elena glanced at her yellow gold Rolex watch and noticed that it was way past the five minutes that she had granted Mia to take a breather. She indicated to the others that she was going back upstairs to get the bride and Mathilda offered to go with her.
“ Maybe she needs a little push from her best friend”, Mathilda said as they stepped inside the elevator and Elena smiled at her. She was grateful that Mia had such a good friend as Mathilda. Elena couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Mario’s daughter was, he would have been a proud father. Unfortunately, he had to go… Elena looked away from Mathilda and quickly erased Mario’s name from her mind.
Elena hurried towards the front door of the Presidential Suite, the sound of her Louboutin heels clicking on the bahia granite floor ec
