Antonio's POV
We returned to the party and started enjoying ourselves since the two people removed from the party were making trouble. Aria drinks a lot of champagne, and I can see she is getting tipsy. I smile as I look at her. I have never seen her so relaxed in my life. I know she never had a good childhood. Her father never liked her. I still wonder why. I guess I will find out when she trusts me enough to tell me. Peter was always her father's favorite child. I wonder what Peter will say about our wedding. I don't imagine that he will be pleased with me. He will be afraid that I will hurt his sister. But I can't let that stop me from loving her. Why do I keep thinking of myself loving Aria? Am I in love with her? I do not know. I do not want to overthink things tonight. I want to enj
