Down the aisle

Angelica.

I couldn’t believe Curtis had bribed the receptionist for me. He had only called me back into the hospital without talking about how he had convinced the receptionist but based on the happy smile smile she flashed me when I came back, I knew there was only one way he could have done it.

Of course, I was not stupid enough to think he was doing it for me. It was all for himself. He was covering up everything I could possibly use as an excuse to call off the wedding.

It didn’t matter. I thanked him and followed the nurse’s lead to Nana Simone’s room. The receptionist had lied about some mix up happening that was their fault, and them having to let us visit her if they didn’t want the press outside their gates the following day.

She was sleeping when we walked in. I didn’t think Curtis wanted to see her too but it turned out, he was serious about seeking her blessing. I ignored him. I only had ten minutes and I was not wasting a single one of them arguing with him.

“Nana,”