Alessandro Ricco
Brenda f*****g Perez! I knew that the conniving b***h was up to something. How could I have worked with this b***h in my office all those years without knowing what she was up to this whole time? Who is Laura to her? And why the hell will they be working together? Is there something going on that I don’t know about?
I can’t stop asking myself questions throughout the evening. My past is probably catching up with me, and it is not a good thing, as per say. I accompany my fiancée to her gown fitting. I know it is a big thing, a big day for her, and she has to look good. I don’t care about what I wear as long as she is happy and content at the end of the day.
I am not even allowed to see her in the garden, as they call it a bad omen or bad luck, and I wonder why I even had
