“Willow!” Glinda steps closer with a broad smile on her face. “How are the wedding plans coming along?” Willow knows where this is leading, but she’s not in the mood. After everything that’s happened and the numerous times their wedding has been postponed, she is starting to think that the moon goddess is telling her not to marry Olivia.
“Oh, yes, please. Anything to distract us from the morbidity of this day.” Isobel steps in as well, and Willow rolls her eyes. The last thing they should be talking about is moving on with their lives! Without saying a word, she turns on her heel and walks out of the hall. She would rather stand with the funeral guard than deal with wedding questions right now. Her own internal struggles of having left her father alone are becoming deafening. If only she
