Franco
I look at myself in the mirror of my room. There's only one hour left before I become a married man.
I'm recalling the clauses Lily added, and I feel a river of molten lava flowing through my body. Just the thought of our wedding night makes my face flush immediately. And that happens several times a day because I can't shake the anxiety of that moment's arrival from my mind.
"Knock, knock."
The sound of the door pulls me out of my musings.
"Are you ready?" My mother stands in the doorway. I've seen her smile a lot lately. I never thought this wedding would make her so happy.
"Yes, I am. Let's head out." I offer her my arm, but before we head downstairs, she takes out a small box.
"I got these rings. I didn't ask you before, but I didn't see you buying any. Hadn't you thought
