Angel's Lie (Mafia)

The Wedding

I am absolutely dreading this wedding, every time I met dad's business partners when I was younger I remember them being so scary. Then again that's what I said about grandma before I lived with her and she turned out to be the sweetest lady I have ever met-unless I wasn't acting poised- maybe they aren't as bad. 

Yesterday I got fitted for a dress for the wedding. The theme is gold and white so I got a simple white fit to flare dress with a gold belt around the waist and gold and white heels. After getting fitted for the dress I sat in my bathroom and stared at my hair. I already changed my bedroom. I repainted it light blue and grey, got all new furniture, and changed the flooring from carpet to hardwood. It looks more like an adult room and that's what I wanted for my hair. My hair went down to my mid-back so I cut it shoulder length. Grandma taught me how to cut my own hair when I was fifteen so I'm pretty confident in cutting my own hair. I decide to cut it shoulder length. My hair is wavy and black but I curl it pretty often. After cutting it I feel like a new person, not the same lonely person who would spend her weekends playing board games with her grandma in California, but a person who looks like she has her life together-even if she has no clue what is going on-

I had found out earlier that the wedding is for one of father's business partners Rick and his fiance Carol who used to work for dad until she met Rick and started working with him. She and Sylvia are really good friends and I remember her from when I was younger. She told me she was an intern at dad's business until Rick laid eyes on her. He offered her a job at his company to be his personal assistant that had way better pay so she obviously took it. It feels like all of the love stories I have been hearing lately are all connected through dad's business. I hope I don't meet the love of my life through dad's business. The men are all assholes. 

I stare at myself in the mirror. Everything looks fine but there is something missing. Jewelry. I walk over to my jewelry box to try and find something to match my outfit. The first thing I see when I open the box is the angel necklace. It would look perfect with my dress since it's gold. I pick it up but my thoughts go back to Grayson. I feel almost wrong wearing the necklace, but I tell myself I shouldn't care. He's not in my life anymore so why should I even be thinking about him? I fight with the inner voice in my head over if I should wear it or not. I decide to go with my gut and that tells me to wear it. It goes with the dress and shoes anyway and completes the look.

I meet father, Bruno, and Carlo, and Sylvia downstairs. The guys are dressed in suits and Sylvia is wearing a tight gold dress with gold shoes. Dad was kind of mad at me this morning when he first saw my hair. He said he liked my long hair because it reminded him of my childhood when I hated cutting my hair. I explained to him that I enjoy the more mature look but his opinion is inflexible. Our driver Mathew waits for us as we all climb in the back and leave for the wedding.

The wedding is held at Rick and Carol's house. It's huge! Already from pulling in I can tell this will be a very fancy wedding. It's getting to be the end of summer but it is still pretty warm out. The wedding is held outside where white and gold lights hang from the trees. The backyard is huge and is beautifully decorated. They own a lot of property which is nothing but nature. There are tables set up in one section, a dance floor and a DJ booth in another section, and the ceremony will be held in front of the trees. We all decide to walk over to a table to claim our spots before we socialize. 

"All of Rick and Carol's friends are all in the business world. I feel bad. Everyone will be more involved in business talk then their wedding." Dad tells me as we walk over to the table. "These people are very important and excited to see you."

We came pretty late so there is already a lot of people here. Father and Carlo quickly find people to talk to while Bruno and I take my purse over to our spot. Sylvia excuses herself to go see the bride. 

"We won't be here long. We'll probably be gone after the first dance. Dinner time is the most important time for everyone to chat and brag about how well their business is doing." Bruno says while rolling his eyes. "This stuff is truly meant for dad and Carlo, they live for this shit."

I laugh at Bruno's comment. It reminds me of when we were younger, Bruno and I would run along somewhere while dad talked to his business friends. Even at that time Carlo still stood right next to dad even if he didnt understands what was going on. 

"If you hate it so much why do you stick around and go on all of the business trips?" I ask.

"Well, it's hard to explain to you why. Not that you wouldn't understand it's just complicated. Let's just say I love what our family does but all the inside stuff is complicated and annoying to deal with, sometimes we do I don't know...fun things I guess which doesn't really involve all of the inside work if that makes sense."

"It doesn't make sense but thanks for trying to explain." We both burst out laughing as we walk over to father and Carlo.

Most of the men I met tonight all explain how they haven't seen me since I was a little girl and how much I look just like my mother. I'm reintroduced to some of their children that I haven't seen since I was eight. Yes, they are still annoyingly proper. Especially the girls. At one point I was forced to talk to them for a little bit while my dad talked business with their parents. They would ask me annoying questions like if I had a boyfriend or what I wanted to major in. My reply was always the same. No, and I'm not sure yet. When I would answer they would give me surprised looks and continue to tell me about their boyfriends and their prestigious colleges they were going to attend. I was internally eye-rolling the whole time. 

I was thankfully pulled away when it was time for the bride to come down the aisle. Me, Sylvia, Bruno, Carlo, and father sit in the front. Once all of the guests were seated I could feel someone looking at me. I turn around but everyone was chatting with one another while waiting for the bridal entrance song to start playing. I turned around but I still felt someone staring at the back of my head. I decided not to turn around again and hope they stop. They didnt.

Soon the Cannon in D started playing the bride started walking down the aisle. I turn around to watch her but I can't help to look to see if anyone is staring at me or not, but everyone is focused on the bride. Carol looks beautiful coming down the aisle. I remember her from when I was younger. she would come over and help me and Sylvia bake cookies while Rick and dad had business meetings. She was also really good friends with my mom so she would tell me stories.

After the I do's it's dinner time which also means time to talk about business. Sylvia takes me to sit at a table next to the bride's table with a lot of other wives whose husbands are somewhere else trying to find business opportunities. I could still feel someone staring at me while I ate. I look around and that's when my eyes are met with gray eyes.