~Noelle~
This was supposed to be a beautiful, well planned ceremony. Held in a stunning environment, and blah blah. But thanks to Petronka being the awful person she is, the whole town is forced to make something around Dante's house. And I'll give them the credit they deserve because this is definitely something.
The question though, what is it? There's a canopy on one side with the long table and chairs. Then on the other side, there's a bonfire. Like people can't decide what they want, I love it.
It's not perfect. This is every wedding should be like. An accident.
Dante tips forward, and covers his mouth with his right hand. It's to stifle his laughter. Another few beats are skipped. And my face turns the shade of dark red.
I bet I look constipated.
"What is so funny?" I ask, cackling because I can't help it.
"An accident?" Dante laughs as he says it. Out loud. Holy shit, I must be a miracle worker.
