Chapter 6. Billy the bastard!

The autumn afternoon sky was just as blue as germ, as clear and vast as a high-class silk. The cool wind gently blew around, caressing the young woman's face, pouring a creamy pink-orange color on her cheeks. The back garden of the Watterson's mansion was still as in her old memory, splendid and full of colors of fragrant flowers and white candles.

The private party to celebrate the marriage of the young master of the Wattersons family and the lady of the Campbell family was held at the Wattersons’s residence. The entire garden of the front house, which used to grow rare and famous flowers, was decorated with ribbons, silk fabrics and rows of white candles. Hundreds of hundreds placed on tables around, covered the fairy vision with white linen to be decorated with some red roses on top. The entrance was built with roses, hydrangeas, freesia and small wildflowers, forming a dreamy flower arch. The entrance was carpeted, winding on the immense green grass. The center stage was also deco