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. 

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

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,

When I wake up I am filled with hope, today is the day I’ll confess everything. I can’t wait to see Leopold and tell him how I feel. After days of trying to hide my feelings, even from myself, it is great to finally be honest about what my heart holds inside. I want him to know too, something tells me that he might love me back. Since it’s still a little early, I decide to surprise Leopold and make breakfast for the both of us before he wakes up. I am sure he is going

The nightclub is crowded, I have to wait 40 minutes in line to get in and when I finally do I spend another 15 minutes looking for Nancy. When I find her, she is already a little bit tipsy, according to Mark from the sales department, she and Tania have been doing shots nonstop. “Emma, I am so glad you came! I was so sure you were going to cancel!” Nancy shouts as she gives me a big welcome hug.