AGOSTI

AGOSTI

“You do know that it is bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, especially in her wedding dress” I stopped Luca who was headed in the direction of Isabella’s room.

“I only want to check on her and who believes that superstitious nonsense.” He chuckled.

He looked better this morning, in a much better mood than I have seen him in a while.

“I will check on her for you, you should be heading to the church”

“I would love Isabella to ride with me. Maybe she and I would get to talk about… you know everything that has happened in the last 72 hours and come to an agreement of a sort”

“Like I said, son… badluck” I laughed when he rolled his eyes.

“I will have her ride with her parents. You need to immediately be at the church so off you pop”

He nodded, straightening his tie and then climbing down the stairs while I knocked softly on Isabella’s door.

I pushed it open, my breath hitching in my lungs as I beheld her. I did not think she was created to walk this earth alongside us… a f