And if we go now, Julian suggested nervously. There is still time to cancel all this. Cancel? Are you crazy? I’ve been planning this for 2 years since I discovered Richard Miller is worth more than 5 million. His daughter is my entry to that money. 2 years. He had planned it for 2 years. Valentina remembered when they met at the mall.
Alexander had tripped over her in the food court, spilled her coffee, and offered to buy her another one. He seemed so tender, so genuine. Everything was calculated. “Guys, it’s time. The music already started,” Dylan warned. “Ready? Let’s pretend we are happy, then.” Alexander laughed once more. The footsteps moved away down the hallway.
Valentina stayed alone, listening only to the sound of her own heart beating without control and the wedding march starting to sound in the church. She looked at herself in the sacristy mirror, the white dress that cost $15,000, chosen with such affection during months of preparation.