"Look at this, dear," Olga said, stepping into the living room with an envelope in hand.
Lovro put down his phone and turned to his wife, who extracted a cream-coloured card with golden borders from the envelope.
"You are cordially invited to the wedding of Tadaomi Karasuma and Irina Jelavić..."
"About time," Lovro commented.
Had it really been a year since those two started dating? It felt like just yesterday that Irina had told them.
"We'll be free on the 26th, won't we?" Olga asked, lips curving into a beatific smile.
She never thought she'd live to see this day.
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Akaibara
RomanceA collection of non-chronological drabbles about Irina, Karasuma and their relationship.
