Kimmy
“Aunt Giana, we really don’t need all that. It’s just going to be a small ceremony,” I tried to reason and failed. I knew the second Lennon, and I had announced our official engagement, Aunt Giana and my mom would swoop in and take over, and boy did they. It had been three weeks since I’d been released from the hospital, and it was nonstop wedding planning every since.
“Nonsense, Bella. I helped raise you like you were my own daughter. And any daughter of mine will have grand and extravagant centerpieces at every table, the finest China and linens, and the best wines and foods you’ve ever tasted. You will,” she commanded, looking me straight in the eye. Giana and I held our stare down for a few seconds more before I gave up and nodded my head.
“Yes, ma’am. Could I se
