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“Jules!” Bella Love, the owner of Your Perfect Wedding, exclaimed when Giulianna entered a small room that had been turned into an office. “Thank God, you’re finally here!”
As ridiculous as her name sounded for a wedding planner, it was real, yet Bella was as lovely as an ogre could get. Taller than the average woman, with a crooked, beak nose, she was plump and dressed in hippie-styled clothes of the 70’s which made her look even fatter. Not for the first time, Giulianna wondered how Bella had succeeded in becoming the most coveted event planner in England.
“Sorry I’m late,” Giulianna said. “Traffic was a nightmare.”
“You’re not the only one. Everyone is late,” Christina Dawson, her sous-chef, said. “And our supplies aren’t here yet.”
“And Bella is hyper-stressed, since the rest of
