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On the day I'm supposed to try on my wedding dress, Don Aldo Vitale gets the time wrong again. By the time he finally gets to the bridal boutique, I have already chosen my dress. Just like always, Aldo apologizes without thinking. "I've been really busy lately. I hope you understand." But over the past few years, Aldo's taken his childhood sweetheart and assistant, Isabella Berardi, to more than 100 cities for business. He's never forgotten a single flight, meeting, or business dinner. In contrast, Aldo's always forgetting things when it comes to me. I calmly hand the wedding dress back to the sales associate. "It's fine. My friend already helped me pick out a dress. No point in comin

Eyeing my somewhat bulging crotch, she licks her lips and says, ‘Pleased to eat you.’ Shelly is shocked. ‘Glory, this is Teri’s boyfriend.’ ‘Hey girl, don’t I know it. Look at him. Check out his curly hair and friendly smile. Doesn’t that just make you wanna plant a happy face on him?’ Smacking her lips, and giving Gloria a high five, Lisa adds, ‘You’re there, Glory. He surely is a hunk. Look at those beautiful blues and check those muscles. What are you? Six-three, maybe two-twenty.’

Noticing her frown, I asked, "Everything OK, Mom?" Mom sighed and replied, "Well, it seems Amanda has decided that I need to 'get back out there.' And has now turned a fun girl's night out into having her boyfriend show up at the club with a single friend of his. So, yeah, I'm just thrilled at that."

I blushed at the thought. An hour before I had to leave, Grayson and I was walking around the area enjoying each other's company and learning new things about each other. He liked to eat mangoes on special occasions as well as eating ice cream. His favourite food is his sister's homemade spaghetti and his least favourite foods were cucumbers and tomatoes. His favourite past time is training and spending time with family as well as (and I blush), holding my hand.

It’s the way we seek closure. I’m surprised by the number of apps on Aunt Kim’s phone. She seems to really be a fan of playing games like Candy Crush. She has a F******k and I*******m page as well, and along with following me and Louisa, the only other people she follows are horse or animal accounts.

I can understand why, and I hoped that changed for her once we got back. “Ok then, who is your favorite band? What is your favorite song by them? If you tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine,” she asked. I loved when she asked questions to get to know me, even if they seemed silly. “Favorite band of all time is Led Zeppelin, and favorite song from them will always be All Of My Love. My favorite band currently is probably a band called Fame on Fire. I would say my favorite song by them at the moment is Welcome to the Chaos. Now, your turn,” I replied.

She loves Kitkat and her most favorite pet in the world is a squirrel. Of course, I didn't believe it. I was not stupid to believe some random facts from that bimbo. It was all made up to piss me off. My sweet Quinn loved black? Her favorite band is Nirvana? And what's up with the cliff being her favorite view. That was really absurd. Was she really crazy, telling me that Quinn's favorite pet is a squirrel? Get the shit out of here? No, my sweet Quinn would not say that. That was impossible.