POV ROBERT
The corridor leading to the altar was adorned with white flowers and sumptuous arrangements, providing an imposing setting for Timothy and Charlotte's wedding. As Ava and I awaited our moment, Abigail Parker, the family matriarch, appeared arm-in-arm with Timothy. Their smiles radiated joy, and Abigail expressed her satisfaction at Ava's presence.
“I'm so happy you came, Ava. It's always an honor to have you at family events.”
“It's always an honor to be a part of the Parker family events,” Ava replied, demonstrating her grace and elegance.
“I hope you and Robert will host the next event,” she suggested, looking at us expectantly.
I raised an eyebrow, considering the idea somewhat distant from the current reality.
Rolling my eyes, I let out a light laugh. “Mom, you're a bi
