34: The Wedding War II

“Gracie, are you alright?” Michael smiles at his wife.

“Michael, why are you here?” Graciela fakes a smile.

He frowns. “I was worried about you!” he said, immediatdiately hugging Graciela then looks back to Caitrona who was still seating on the floor.

“So, you're the half-sister! Dark-skinned Italian. I see, you're as rude as the rumors go. What? Do you want to cause a scene at my wedding?” he harshly speaks.

Caitrona is already boiling in the rage of anger. She yells at Michael. “I am not interested in your wedding,” she looks deeply at Graciela like a wounded animal. “Graciela Balboa, don't think everything is fine just because you refuse to admit it, Gianna Lynn brings pumped...”

“Gianna Lynn?” Michael asked, confused as if remembering something.

Graciela quickly shuts Caitrona up. “Shut up,  Caitrona,” she fakes a cry. “I kno