VASILIOS
“Please, it’s enough. Let’s stop talking about any problem, Mr. Williams,” Juana pled. “It’s mi chica’s wedding! We must only talk good things from here onward.” Her dark brown eyes beseeched the lawyer.
“You’re right and I understand, Juana. But this is also important,” Deion said mildly to not offend the older woman.
“I say, let’s talk about it later, Deion. Let’s give Juana some peace of mind and enjoy the party.” I gently patted the lawyer’s shoulder.
Deion gave me an understanding look. “Of course, of course. You only marry once!” He clapped my back as well.
“Give us a show, you two!” Sarah shouted at us from across the room. Looked like she just finished feeding her son.
My eyes fe
