ELENA

It had been days since I last spoke with my father, and as the wedding date loomed closer, I knew I should call him to confirm his outfit and ensure there weren’t any last-minute plans he’d decided to spring on me.

But I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I knew the conversation would inevitably shift to the estate, and right now, I wanted to focus solely on the wedding.

In a matter of hours, I’d be married to Rogerio, and with that milestone reached, I could finally exhale and move on to more pressing matters in my life.

For the first time in ages, I felt genuinely...