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Anya's birthday was in three days and I still didn't have her gift finalized. I wanted to take her shopping so she could get a pretty dress for her big day. We were obviously planning to get married to her by the end of this month but before that we needed the paperwork in order.
Nate would be legally married to her in France, I would be married to her Italy and William will be in America. Legality was important so she could claim whatever property all three of us had if something happened to us. Without papers everything will go to our grandmother.
Her wedding dress was being made as we spoke, one of the most prestigious boutiques in Europe had the contract of it. She deserved nothing less than the best. Everything must be on point. But before that we needed her to settle down in her new life.
I did see her elaborate Pinterest board for her wedding, both Christian ceremony and Hindu ceremony. Her gown was white, made of pure satin and exquisite lace while her lehenga was royally red and orange, fit for her stature and beauty.
We planned for two ceremonies, but legalities would be done three times over, to safeguard Anya's interests. It took a significant amount of bribe to get paper work arranged though.
Well, the wedding would happen later, her birthday was my primary focus. I wanted to take her to the island near by, but she would do something stupid like "escaping" the moment she got a chance, so the plan was halted for now.
Right now, standing in the kitchen, I was making some of Anya's all time favorite dishes. I did my research, okay Willam told me. Aloo ke parathe and raita.
Basically, a flat bread made of wheat, stuffed with spice mashed potatoes and stir fried on the pan. Not going to, it took a lot of effort and was no easy feat to master.
Yesterday was Nate's day with her, it was my chance today. Everything would be perfect, I also planned an entire day of binge watching some chick flicks. My favorite ones at that, like gossip girl, mean girls, gilmore Girls etc etc.
I was sure she would enjoy herself, her happiness was very important for me. I always wanted to do this with her anyways. Watching television and eating food.
"It smells awfully unhealthy for the baby and Our to be wife" Chimed in my dear brother, William.
He was standing in the dining area with his hands folded, face scrunched up in concern for Anya and annoyance for me. He was accommodating to our ludicrous demands ever since I revealed what I knew. Well he has dug graves for himself after all.
Getting Anya's parents killed was evil but falling in love with her was plain punishment. Fitting for him , if I was being honest.
