Cybele opens the door and her eyes are filled with tears as she shakes her hands,
- You look too beautiful! - She closes the door, frowning.
- Oh you look beautiful in that green dress, Athena turns to the mirror, "Do you think so? - She smiles, twisting her mouth. - I thought it was strange that I fell in love with this dress, but now it seems perfect! - Athena runs her hands over the dress, getting up.
She has a wide smile on her face, which she can't take off, her hands are sweaty, and her heart is racing.
She has a wide smile on her face that she can't seem to wipe off, her hands are sweaty, and her heart is racing.
- No, nothing is wrong with this mayor," Cybele approaches, wiping her tears, and grabbing her sister's hair!
Alexia looks at them both, and crosses her arms with her make-up case in her hands.
- If you mess up my work of art, I swear I'll beat you both up. - She says, gesturing with her fingers, and grimaces.
- Oh please! And normal. - Cybele pats Alexia on the shoulder, "It's normal to get emotional on days like this!
- Come here and give me a hug, sisters! - Atena jumps up and hugs the two sisters.
Their cheeks stay together and they enjoy that moment together.
Alexia takes a deep breath. - Well, tonight you finally get out of this house, which means that you are. - She points to herself. - I'm finally getting the biggest room," she dances, swaying.
Cybele looks up and giggles. - But of course not! I'll go to Teninha's room as soon as she moves in, it's better for me and for drinking, it has a window and is airier! - She leaves the hug and looks at Athena.
- I love my nephew, but Athena, you promised me that room," Alexia leaves the makeup box on the bed and crosses her arms.
- Hey, hey, you two stop. - She takes both of their hands, and they feel how sweaty she is. - The redhead raised her eyebrows - No fighting in my marriage okay! Today is a happy day.
- Ok, I love you guys! - Cybele says with a wide smile.
Her sisters respond, and then hug each other. Cybele rushes Atena.
She warns Athena that she is going to the ceremony, which took place on the hill in front of the beach.
Sebastian was the personification of nervousness and joy at the altar, pacing back and forth, sounding. His mother approaches him and wipes his forehead.
Athena sees him and her heart smiles along with her lips, she feels so happy the bow of flowers she asked for was there.
The bride's music plays, the bride and groom had chosen Ed Sheeran's "Tenife Sea" for Iris to sing.
Atena sees her mother give her her arms, for them to enter, Julia enters with tears streaming down her face.
- Mom, is everything alright? - Athena asks, holding tightly her bouquet and looking at her mother.
Julia frowns pulling the air, and grabs Athena's hair. - I am, I just am! I love you dear, and it's, it's... perfect is marrying you, all happiness in, Julia cries.
And everyone gets up, and turns their eyes to Athena. And Cybele looks around, and to her surprise she sees Pietro sitting next to his grandmother, she stares and takes a deep breath.
"What is he doing here?" "Calm down Cybele, today is Athena's day focus on that! She thinks.
- Mom, you are going to make me cry, I love you too! - Athena hugs her, slowly, fitting her face into her mother's shoulders.
Her mother smiles, and together side by side they enter the church, and the bridesmaids walk in front of them throwing flowers as they walk.
Athena was wearing a pink mermaid dress, looking radiant, and he was wearing a navy blue suit.
Her mother hands her to Sebastian at the altar, and the brunette looks at her with his eyes shining with his mouth open.
He bows his head and whispers in her ear how beautiful she looks. Everything was a dream, but they both feel that their hearts are going to burst out of their mouths.
And that afternoon they were married.
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Everyone walks to the reception to welcome the bride and groom. Cybele walks over and in the small crowd of people pulls Pietro into conversation.
- Just tell me, what are you doing here? - She crosses her arms and closes her eyes. - Are you not only a liar, but also a penetrator? - She asks, opening her eyes and gasping for air.
Pietro looks at her and remains silent for a while, his heart squeezes, and he swallows the thousand requests to come back and all the speeches he had practiced.
-I understand that you're angry with me, but calm down, I just want to talk," he puts his hands in the pockets of his black suit. - I just want to talk, and I didn't sneak up on you when your sister called me! - He raises an eyebrow.
- And you came? Unbelievable! - She drops her arms in the air, she was so angry, but she was also missing him, she wanted to hug him, which she was crazy about.
But we all feel something we don't want and shouldn't feel, I wish I could command my heart. Cibele thought.
- You're right I lied, I betrayed your trust, but I'm still the baby's father. - He takes a deep breath and looks around. - Please don't push me away! I want to be a part of his life, or hers!
-I wasn't pushing you away. - She rolls her eyes and sees Alexia calling her to come to the party.
- Oh yeah, so you're going to say you didn't buy the baby's crib and some clothes without me. - He crosses his arms in a wry smile, staring at her.
She raises her eyebrows, and with narrowed eyes says, "What? - What, but how do you sa... -She clenches her fists. - Oh Amanda! - She frowns.
He purses his lips together and holds out his hands.
- Please, I beg you! Let's try friendship, I promise to respect your choice! - He squeezes his eyes shut.
(Translation: Per favore = Please)
Cybele wanted to kick him between his legs, so that he would feel the pain she felt and repressed from herself these days, but on the other hand he was right, they were going to have a child together and she proposed that everything be decided by the two of them.
- Okay. - She squared her shoulders, and put her hands behind her neck. - Tomorrow I have an appointment, if you want to come!
She shrugs and walks away, leaving his hand in the air, he purses his lips together, heading for the party.
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The reception:
Everyone is dancing and having a great time, and Apollo has learned on the mini stage to make a best man speech.
He taps the microphone, to check that it is on. - First I'd like to say that I love these two, he points to the table where the bride and groom are sitting - Yeah, I wish them all the happiness in the world, that every day is showered with love, that every fight is good, - He scratches his beard. - May every fight end in bed, he shakes his head and smiles broadly.
And he takes a deep breath, and in that moment of pause even from the stage his eyes meet Cybele's, who smiles looking at him with her head resting on her hand.
- Because no matter how beautiful we are or what kind of body we have, we all want to be loved and accepted. You see, I want to find someone who loves me and accepts me for all that I am, and for all that I am not, and how nice it is, my friends, that you two find this in each other, all the happiness in the world. - He stops looking at her and raises his right hand with the cup - To Sebastian and Athena! - He smiles.
Cybele felt a tremor in her heart, that blue one about her. The fact that the two of them are at a wedding, brings back memories of when she loved the blonde. She shakes her head and looks back at the party.
Everyone bridles, happy, and the music starts playing again. Apollo comes down from the stage and goes to Iris.
He approaches her, drumming his fingers on her shoulders, and she turns to face him.
- I forgot you could sing so well! He puts his left hand in his pocket, - In case fashion doesn't work out too well, music would be a good option, he smiles.
Iris stares at him with a closed expression, -Oh, thanks, she scratches her left arm, -You don't look so bad in a suit, she looks at him from head to toe.
- Oh yeah? It's killing me. - He squeezes his eyes shut and loosens the knot in his tie, "Do you want to dance?
- I thought you wouldn't call! - She scratches the back of her neck and adjusts her dress, and extends her hand.
At that very moment Pietro approaches Cybele, she was sitting with her feet up, and elbow on the table.
- Don't you want to dance? -He says, raising his eyebrows, with his palms on the table, she crosses her hands in her lap.
She looks at him and turns her face away, remaining silent.
- Look at least I'm trying! - She said closing her hands on the table, feeling the late afternoon breeze on them.
- No, I don't want to! Not with you. - She picks up the plate on the table, and starts to eat the cake. - Surely, you're not even a good dancer. - She brushes her hair away from her face.
- Oh, no! Pietro Ricci may be anything but a bad dancer. - Rle gives a half smile and smoothes his shirt sleeve. -Your grandmother approved!
She takes a deep breath. - The only reason my grandmother is treating you well is because I didn't tell her what happened. - I said between bites of the chocolate cake.
He drummed his fingers on the table. And jumped out of his chair when he heard a plate break.
The music stops.
The redhead, aka the bride, stepped up to the microphone. - So, are you all ready to wish me good luck at my wedding? - She raised her hand with a plate and threw it on the floor.
And everyone joined her in the hall breaking the plates, Cybele stood up and Pietro took her hand. And his touch gives her goose bumps, she didn't want to feel anything, but she did. It was a confusion of feelings.
- Why do you do this? - He smiles, adjusting his suit. - Can I do it too? - He takes her arm.
She rubs the back of her neck with her index finger. - Well, you must! If you want them to succeed in marriage, you know in the ancient Greeks especially, they believed that noise drives away evil, and we do it at weddings as a "symbology. - It is also a token of detachment from material possessions, wishing the couple to focus only on what matters. - She turns her eyes to the bride and groom, bringing their hands together in front of their bodies. - Love!
He takes her hand and joins her in the hall. Cybele takes a blue plate and breaks it in the hall, as does Pietro beside her, his mouth curving into a smile, looking at her.
Every gesture, the way she smiles at him. The brunette was a work of art in motion, and everything about her stung him. But, he missed it, he missed his chance, and he will have to live with this for the rest of his life?
- In fact, it's fun, and it's overflowing! - He gestures with his hands, "I like it! He looks her in the eye, and gives her a shy smile.
She takes his arm and looks at him sideways. - Do you still want to dance? - She twitches her mouth.
He nods his head in agreement, and soon Ed Sheeran's "Kiss me" starts to play, and she leans over to start the dance looking him in the eyes.
He puts his hands on her waist, and she puts her hands on his shoulders. He takes her waist, and they dance in rhythm reading, he twirls her around the room, and reaches out his arms to her, and pulls her to him, wrapping her in his arms.
Their bodies stick together. He spins her around quickly, and lays her body down slowly, taking her by the waist and then bringing her back, straightening her posture.
Pietro has a wide smile on his lips, and Cybele avoids looking him in the eye. He runs his hand over her back, and she feels her skin shiver as he leads the dance, their hands intertwine, and everything in Cybele tells her to get out of there.
- Good. - she coughs. - I think that's enough dancing for today! - She pats him on the shoulder and smiles, walking to her grandmother's table.
He watches her go, and follows her to say goodbye to the party.
Meanwhile Julia in her long red dress watches everyone dancing and happy at their reception and then thinks about cleaning up, and finally she is distracted looking at Alexia all day, and to the sides alert.
When she turns her eyes and for a second everything seems to disappear, Giovanni walks through the door and her heart races, wouldn't she have peace? What did that man want after all.
She drops the glass of champagne she was drinking and takes a deep breath ''Think, think Julia she thinks'' As Giovanni walks over to her, she runs over to Paolo who was at the next table.
She approaches him, frowning. - Paolo, dear can I talk to you?
- Of course, Auntie. - He raised his eyes to her, and put his cell phone in his pocket.
- I need a favor, get Alexia out of here. - She raises her hands on his shoulders, and bites her lips - Now! - She speaks as loud as the music.
The boy squeezes his eyes shut. - What? Why auntie? - He raises his eyebrows in question.
- Honey, I know it's strange but just take her ok, tell her you need to talk to her, I don't know make something up, please! Oh and take her to the back, Julia joins hands as if begging.
- Ok! Then. - He walks down the dance floor where Alexia was.
The boy didn't expect it, but his heart sped up the moment he laid eyes on her dancing in a relaxed way, tossing her hair, the way it fell on her shoulders, and her movements. Paolo would only describe them as perfect.
Paolo would only describe them as perfect
- Hey, I need your help. - He says taking her in his arms.
- What? - She points to his ear. - Now? What is it? She says confused.
He pulls her in, she resists but goes with him, and they go to the back of the party.
- Gee, are you okay? - She crosses her arms and curls her mouth. - What's wrong?
He is silent, not knowing what to say, and licks his lips.
- Nothing, I don't know, marriage," he sits down on the bench in front of the view. - I got a little claustrophobic in there, I needed some air. - He loosens his tie, and takes off his jacket.
- Wait for yours! - She says, sitting down next to him.
- Do you think you're getting married? - he asks, looking at the floor.
She looks up and scrunches her nose. - I don't know, you know Paolo, I've never been in love!
Well, Harry Styles disagrees with that. - He swings his leg.
She taps his shoulder, and giggles low, and puts her hand over her mouth. - No, but I'm serious, I think I'm afraid, you know? Love, these feeling things. - She looks up at the starry sky.
- Yes. You know, Lex, I've known you for so long and you always do this when you smile, cover your mouth! Why? - He stares at her.
- É? - She loosens her ponytail and shakes her hair. - I think it's because I don't like my front teeth, they're too big! Oh I don't know, it's a reflex. - She puts her legs together.
- I hope you fall in love with someone who makes you forget to cover your mouth when you laugh. - Someone who thinks your smile is amazing, just the way it is! - He rubs his chin.
She smiles broadly. - Thank you Paolo. - The brunette leans her head on his shoulder, and you'll be my best man for sure, just don't forget not to cry in your speech! - She gives a quick laugh.
She puts her arms around his shoulders and presses him closer to her shoulders. - Okay, okay, okay! - He gave a half smile.
Already together Giovanni was begging Julia to see his daughter, she had taken him out of the party when Cybele and Pietro are leaving.
Pietro sees his uncle and recognizes him, and goes to him.
- Oh my God, Uncle? - He says, raising his eyebrows, walking over to his uncle.
Giovanni is surprised, and hugs him and pats him on the back.
- You already know each other? - Pietro asks looking at the two of them.
Cybele approaches Julia disguises herself.
- No, no! Actually, Julia scratches her ear, "Actually, he was lost, looking for you and I was just instructing him, Julia says with a cold voice.
- Well, that's great! Amanda told him where I was? - He puts his hands on his shoulders, - At last this is Cybele, the mother of my son. - Pietro smiles and says introducing them.
- Hello Mr. Giovanni, it's a pleasure to meet you! - Cibele smiles extending her hand.
-No need to get formal with me. - I said with a smile and frowning, -You are the family now. - He approaches and hugs her.
- Uncle, unfortunately I was just leaving, Cybele is tired and I'll walk her home, but let's schedule dinner so you can get to know each other better. - He straightened his suit and looked at his uncle with a happy smile. - Stop by the hotel, I really need to talk to you, uncle!
They undress, and walk off.
Julia lets the air out of her mouth and gestures with her arms: - Look, you see, I almost found out, please, Giovanni, go away!
- Okay, I'll go! But only because my daughter is not at the party. - He takes Julia's hand. - But I want to meet her. You hid her from me for a long time, Julia.
She swallows dryly. - Giovanni, even if I came running to tell you, would you let me do what I did? Of course not. - She rolled her shoulders.
He ran his fingers through her hair, and reached for her face. - I would have left everything for you, Julia, but you left, and I thought it was better that way, and I respected your decision to go. - He looks down and turns to leave.
She takes a deep relieved breath. But when would this one end?
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As the starry night ended, the bride and groom bid farewell going to their honeymoon with their hearts grateful for one of the most beautiful and happiest days of their lives....