I reluctantly go with Mary Alice to ‘The Bride Couture’, the place is the definition of elegance. I’m intimidated the second I step in. I feel so out of place in here and I fear even the shop assistants know I don’t belong in here just by looking at me. Mary Alice doesn’t seem to notice it, she just looks at the dresses and she points at the ones she thinks I should try on.
“Oh, look at this one, Emma!” She says mesmerized by a mermaid silhouet
I go into the apartment trying to make as little noise as I can. Lunch with Constance turned into a day at a spa and then dinner and cocktails. Mary Alice is a really agreeable girl, I had a lot of fun today pretending to be her fake “future sister-in-law.”Now it’s almost one o’clock in the morning, I don’t want to wake Leopold up. I walk to my room discretely. At least tomorrow is Saturday so I don’t have to worry about waking up early for work.
When I arrive at our apartment, Eddie is not here, only his mess. I clean up a little bit, put his clothes in the washing machine and I do the dishes. I sigh displeased, my baby brother is never going to change. After a while, I go downstairs and walk a few blocks to my favorite flower shop “I Fiori di Vittorio”, I have always loved this place. For some reason most of its employees are men and they all wear suits, I have no idea why they dress like that, but I like it, it gives the place a sense of elegance. I buy a dozen white roses for the apartment. I go back and put the roses in a vase. They make the place look nicer, my mom used to have flowers around our house all the time, she said they gave the place an air of coziness and I think she was rig
Tonight we are going to Leopold’s best friend's birthday party. I’m panicking in my room about what to wear. Nothing I have seems to be good enough. According to Leopold, this is not a formal party, it is more like a gathering with friends, but I still feel nervous about my appearance. Being the fake fiancée of a rich guy means that a lot of eyes will be on me ready to judge every little detail about my looks and my behavior, and I don’t think I’ll pass the test.
We are invited to have brunch with the Becketts on a Sunday morning, declining the invitation it’s not an option even though neither Leopold nor I are thrilled to go. I guess getting the in laws is something all engaged couples have to do and we can’t be the exception. At least Mary Alice is going to be there, so that is something. She appears to be genuinely on my side, so maybe I won’t have to put up with Isabella Beckett’s nasty comments while her daughter is near.
There is no need for him to kiss me, no one is looking at us so we don’t have to pretend to be a couple, but he is still about to kiss me and I am not going to refuse him. I’m actually longing to feel his lips on mine, not as part of out act as a fake couple, but as a genuine kiss between two people. I want to kiss him for real, to enjoy the moment without thinking that I have to put on a good show for others.“Leopold, Emma! Wait! Don’t go!”
Leopold has been super busy all morning in and out of meetings with his father and other board members. Apparently there was some problem with a car shipment and they have to deal with it and some people are getting fired. Since he doesn’t really needs me for anything while he attends to the problem, I have a little free time, which I use it to go through the numerous emails Mary Alice has sent me with ideas for the wedding (needless to say, all of these ideas have been previously approved by Constance Cassel, of course). I click on a link for a possible wedding venue, it’s a gorgeous salon with crystal walls by an artificial lake just an hour from the city, it looks nice. I click on the next link, I can’t help to snort with laughter when the p
I am preparing some contracts to send the legal department when I suddenly feel a presence hovering behind me, I thin smile appears on my face because I know who it is.“Don’t you have work to do?” I mutter while I keep on with my job.
The next Friday morning, instead of going to work like normal people, we head to the Beckett mansion for the photo shoot for our big engagement announcement. Once we get there, I find that Mary Alice not only has several outfits ready for me to try on, but she also hired a hairdresser and a make-up artist. Part of me thinks this is ridiculous, but part of me is loving to feel like a movie star.I try on several different outfits until I chose a pink dress that, according to Mary Alice,