Because Of Her.

30 | Massive Mess.

"What were you sketching last night?" Amy asks as I wrap the last piece of painting that Alan varnished last night.

"Oh just something about autumn. Fall is here." I smile at her and she rolls her eyes.

"You and fall." She shakes her head.

"I am so freaking excited that Olivia decided to marry in fall I mean just imagine the background they are going to have like in every picture. The aesthetic—orange, red, brown, yellow and in midst of it Olivia in her white wedding gown." I wonder.

"Calm your imaginary train. Harry proposed in fall there's no guarantee when's the wedding. They haven't decided it yet. It could be in winter."

"There's no winter in Florida." I say in duh tone.

"There is winter and rain in England." She uses duh tone this time making me stop wrapping.

"Wait, they could marry in England?"

"There is a possibility I mean Harry is from there and both work there what if Olivia wants to marry there or what if Harry wants too. There is a slim chance that the place could easily be decided without any argument." Hearing her make me realize that the thought never occurred to me. Both are from different countries that happen to fall in one and now when they decide to spend their life together, the real question is where they are going to do the ceremony.

"What if it's not in Florida?" I ask.

"So?"

"So we have to go to England." I drawl.

"I don't see any problem. I care about wedding that should have happen, any place I don't care. Besides it's gonna be fun if the wedding is in England. Imagine all the cute British guy we are going to see." She gushes and I roll my eyes.

"Why are you stressing about England though?" She asks me and as if realization dawn on her, she nods.

"Uncle Lucas shoot." She smacks her head.

"Dad has bad memories there and even though he is going to be there if wedding does happen there because it's Olivia she is just like his daughter but I know it's going to be tough for him. Going to the country he left twenty years ago." Dad is from England, born and raised. His relationship with his parents wasn't ideal; my grandparents were quite cold towards my Dad because Dad wasn't okay with the restriction and some of their ideology. They often used to discriminate between my uncles and dad and they are more cross with him after Uncle Anthony died. They thought it's because of my Dad even though my Dad was the one who took care of him until the end.

"What do you think Olivia is going to vote for—Florida or England?" She asks me.

"Both are her home now. She grew up in Florida...but in England she works and finds the love of her life so I guess it's going to be difficult for her."

"Have you told anyone about the wedding?"

"No I have been quite involve in my own thoughts these days that it slipped my mind. Have you?"

"No. The topic never occurred but I guess we should tell Selena and Julia they both always nagged us to tell us when Olivia gets marry." She says and I nod. They also nagged us to invite them if the wedding is here as in Florida. Well no matter where's the wedding is we still going to invite them nevertheless.

I quickly finish with wrapping and go through the page Alan dropped for me. I pull my hairs in a ponytail as my eyes goes through the words over and over again. I slip in my loose jeans and put the novel in my bag just in case. I exit my room and Amy finishes with the breakfast.